hurry, don't be late

if i don't hurry, i will be late. but here i am again, writing.

i look back through the pages, through the things i have not let go in your silence, absence. and wonder, how do you manage it. to keep me, my heart. i don't know. and i try. i try to consider life without you, life apart. but it is not so easy as it seems.

almost a year since i've heard word. almost a year. but your presence suffocates me still. and i've written about you again. revived your presence, invoked your spirit. and why, i wonder.

how long can a girl love shadows.

i must away, lunch with a friend. but i miss you. i still miss you.
come back to me.