I’m not sure what I remember when I look back. It seems as though lifetimes have gone between then and now, you and me, and all the years we’ve seen together or apart have changed us with age and distance.
You are somewhere far now. You’re somewhere in a place I cannot see or understand. And all I have are these notes I send to reach you—hoping that somehow, you know what I’ve been trying to say and the need to explain myself will subside to the understanding that in some way, you’ve seen all the things I needed you to see.
I’m not sure what I remember Continue reading