It was like being exhumed, I answered. And brought to life in a flash of brilliance.
"What was it life to be loved in return?" Asked Joy.
It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.
"What was it like to lose him?" Asked Sorrow.
There was a long pause before I responded;
It was like hearing ever goodbye ever said to me, said all at once.