A love letter? Hmmm...we pass each other at the corner of the street, not really noticing the other person, since we live in the city and are commuting to work. Perhaps we are long lost lovers, but we would never know it, since we never look each other in the eyes as we pass each other day after day, for years on end. Then one of us moves away, and the other senses a loss of some sort, but can't really put her finger on the spot that troubles her most. Once he was there, all the time, day after day, but she never really noticed that he was right there in front of her, but now he's gone.
The leaves blow in the autumn, they pass slowly in the wind, and stick to the ground with the rain. Soon they will decay into a fine dust and disappear into the environment as dust. We breathe the same air that has been inhaled for tens of thousands of years, but no one takes notice that we share the same air, day after day, for generations.
One day, you will meet someone, and then sometime in the future, for whatever reason, they will be gone, out of your life, entirely, forever. They were once your close friends, but now you think little to nothing about them, though you may have fond memories of past moments shared enjoying the days you had together.
Memories haunt me at every corner, they tackle me and make me anxious, that I'm going to get cornered again by the names that I cannot remember, the faces that I've sadly forgotten, the times that we once shared that I cannot conjure up in my mind as memories. The past is full of sorrow and always informs my future, my future will be in remembrance of sorrows long past but never forgotten. Some days I just wish that someone would shoot me, but then, someone else gets shot, and I feel sad that that person died and that it was not me in their place.
Hope you are well dear. Take care, CR
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