Nightmares woke me to grey skies outside and
in.
This is ridiculous. I have to get some things
straight with her over the next little while,
I need some closure, or answers or something
besides doubts and suppositions...
Thing is, I want to be there when her compass
finds her true north. She has never offered
anything but friendship, but I want more - a
piece of her life and I will accept the fault
for that.
"I can fall in love at a distance of thirty
feet, through rain and snow." - from a 'three
lines free' my brother wrote in the university
paper. I'm older than him, and my range is
upwards of 1000 miles over slender copper
wires, over coded beams of light. But this
is like training to emotional failure. The
weight is about to drop.
Gonna be a long day.