I wasn’t paying attention as I walked into the shop and I was surprised by the girl wearing the blue jacket like that you wore.
For the brief burst of stammer between recognition of the jacket and quickly looking away I thought she was you and you were home. I was so relieved, so happy, so alive.
Of course, what I really feel is absolutely fine, of course. All is well.
The jarring automatic honesty in my heart touched me and I cried till my head hurt.
You will never be home and that’s because you’re somewhere better. Without me.
D.M. over 3 years ago
There's a sorrowful tone to this. It's what you don't say that makes this happen.
Drew Martyn over 3 years ago
"The jarring automatic honesty in my heart touched me..." superb choice of words, its heartbeat rhythm when read aloud... just Wow! With the solemn and sorrowful tone already set, it carries so much raw power. Superb!