Sagittarius
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.To hear the immense night, still more immense without her,And the verse falls to the snow like dew to the pasture.
Pablo Neruda
The things you inherited that you never asked for are the ones that show up in your own voice when you least expect them. A way of laughing that sounds exactly like someone you swore you would never become, or the specific kind of stubbornness that runs in your family like a genetic hiccup. You can spend years trying to edit these pieces out, but they surface anyway in moments when your guard is down. The strangest part is discovering that some of what you resented receiving has become the thing other people love most about you, though you would never admit that out loud.