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Am I a nerd for immediately appreciating this frame up first?

I'm enough

“My mother used to tell me time would heal all wounds, but it’s been two years and I’m starting to think that maybe she only told me what she wanted me to believe. I mean the pain has dulled to a soft throb at the back of my head and most of the time I’m not really aware of it, but sometimes I jolt awake at night with your name on my lips and the ghost of your hand clasped in mine and at this point I don’t know if I’m going insane or if it’s become a habit of mine to count all of the ways I’ve been missing you. How your laughter filled every room. How you told your stories in a way that always felt like I belonged in them as much as you, only that I never did. How being held by you felt like home. My mother used to tell me time would heal all wounds, and at some point it might just do that. But I can’t erase a connection like ours. Even if so much time passes that I barely remember the exact colour of your eyes or the freckles on your nose, it can’t do everything that happened that made me want to keep a part of your memory alive.”

— time heals all wounds / n.j.