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It's been a moment since we last connected. A long, eventful moment. With this new coming decade of mine, I sense the fog clearing up a bit, and a changing of the course. I keep looking over the crowds in sure anticipation for your image to manifest itself. I long for its strange familiarity. I'm still the same, but oh so different. Feels like you hold the answers I seek for the secrets to myself. It's true! We dreamt each other up for ourselves! Matters not whether we are apart or not, we are linked. I feel like you're so close. Somewhere, right under my nose. Slipping away. I'm still lost, my dearest of all dears. Dare I wonder?: What if we met each other again, at that cafe, at edge of town? Right before the sun starts to set, and sat across each other at that vintage table? Do you reckon it could be just as beautiful?
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