Tuesday, June 1, 2010
I see you only rarely now but used to see you daily, that was far too long ago. Time and circumstances made us drift apart but I have not forgotten. I miss looking up, way up, at you...as we pass and awkwardly see each other now I can still pretend I'm gazing up, way up, in another time. My bath is way too roomy, my heart remains too empty, I miss you. —Maxine M.