A review by reflectiverambling_nalana
Nothing Burns As Bright As You by Ashley Woodfolk

4.0

Very poignant. Line that sucker punched me:

I knew how to love that made your house and you feel less abandoned. and you loved me in a way that meant I carried fewer things around in my pockets. For years I felt like I was disappearing. And the treasures and trinkets I held close helped me feel like I was really here. But you made me know it. That I was here. That my hereness was important. No. That my hereness was essential. That if I faded away there would be someone other than my family who would notice. And how do you say thank you for that? How do I ever stop saying thank you for something like that?