I’ve tried laughing it off. Ha-ha, I’ll say, isn’t it funny how much this hurts? Teeth gleaming; all bite. I’ve tried leaning in close, mouthing greeting card words that coat my tongue in plastic. Hugging and nodding and armfuls of lilies. But won’t they die too? I’ve tried four pizzas at once, and then better hydration and more sleep. Still, I’m tired. Has it only been 12 hours? I’ve tried step-by-step articles on how to heal a wound; I even cut my heart out to follow…