This bed is a ship

I came across this while looking up the lyrics to “The Living Room”, which I was listening to on repeat: a blog post by Amanda Palmer, written in 2006 about the death of her friend Ben

It made me weep kind of hysterically. Thinking about all the beautiful and anxious young men that I have shared strange connections with, only to get too busy and distracted to call. Every single one of them one day will die, and some of them I will not see again. Everything’s enough to make your heart break.