Sunday, February 01, 2009
Im one too many mornings and a thousand miles behind.
I do not think of you constantly, but it comes and goes, occasionally hitting me with a slight epiphany that is never really there.
I still think that I'll bump into you like so we do so many times before.
I do not think of you because if I do, I'll have to face the fact that the last memory you had of me was one of despair and cruelty. I never had the chance to say Im sorry, sorry for taking you for granted. Sorry that this realisation of life and mistakes had to come with the loss of another.
I may seem effortless but for you I try.
I miss you.
and I promise I will stop overlooking you.