January 2008
the past and pending
i have been thinking about you lately, about our future children and what they would look like. i have been thinking about calling it off lately, but it has always come down to this. to your face in which a million stars are reflected like little points of light bursting into life. there are days i wonder where you are, what you are doing, who you are holding, what lips you listen to. i hope one...
a few cards and letters and one long distance call we drifted away like the leaves in the fall but year after year i come back to this place just to remember the taste.
“I cut the moon in half and stuck a piece to my hair, it made the back of my head...”
– (Plenty of Paper; Eisley)
like a prayer for which no words exist
i miss you, in the same way i miss a lot of things.