Music/title: Fog; From Indian Lakes
“But if you get up now, you can try to survive.”
. . .. …
I would’ve given you anything in that moment-
Whatever you named, it was yours…
Holding your head in my lap, as I did a year ago…
I felt your tears streaming onto my skin-
My heart aching to watch you desperately cling to the boy inside.
You’re never really old enough to deal with these things.
….And I’m sorry you have to.
/ / /
The world was better than ever before, but, sadly, the darkness of reality has found us once again. On top of the unchangeable life circumstances- My computer can barely edit a single photo. So here’s to hoping that changes soon.. As I’ve never needed to write more than I do now.
I hope you all are well.
And I am sorry my world has been so silent.