Life, and all that is in it.

you

Are you broken by what you have seen? Do you find it unbearable to continue? Is that why you haven't reached out? Is this personal? Am I a generic unimportant expendable commodity, who can be shed easily like a pair of socks?

I miss you. I miss our banter, I miss your counsel. I miss your words of an old man, which you write so well, I miss your words of a young man, seductive and ripe like a plum.

I pray that you will write to me. I pray that you won't. I know this friendship is everything you don't want.

So why is it so hard for me to let you go when I know I'm not wanted? I'm trying so so hard not to spiral. I want to be detached. Nonchalant. It doesn't matter. I have had a beautiful friendship, now it's gone. But nothing stops the missing.

#here

Aai