After a minute
… I realise the car is no longer moving and he is waiting for me to get off my phone so we can go in. This is a difficult call to cut short. It is just as difficult a call…
love
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You deserve to be loved
…and I didn’t love you the way you wanted me to didn’t love you right didn’t love you as much as you needed me to didn’t love you enough didn’t love you with all of me not unconditionally But I…
You, my friend,
…laughing the loudest while hurting the deepest Teaching me to laugh at myself, through hurt and hurdles It’ll pass. Or not. And I learned fast. Your laughter raw, tinged with bitter sarcasm, self-deprecating contagious And we laughed belly…
You are far away
…so I miss you across continents, I miss you hear your voice on phone in another city, I miss you hear your voice in the room next door, and still so far away so I miss you across our dinner…
I hear in your voice
…the emotions and memories of each of your last 29 years. And though your voice broke a long time ago, I still hear you before. Now I hear the yellow of your hope when you say “I’m sad but…
I remember the first time
…my mother told me she loved me. It was at the end of a dutiful telephone conversation across continents, as unexpected as it was terrifying. I would spend days afterwards asking myself what happened Thankfully, there have been many more…
I didn’t like her
…for a few years. There was a time when I thought she was ok company. But then she realised the power she had and took advantage of getting me into trouble with it. When you’re not a trouble-maker, getting punished…
Gallery of pain
My mistakes are snapshot, enlarged and mood framed with background emotions. For present castigation and future past reference. Your mistakes slip past you in a profound silence that muffles the shattering damage they leave in their wake. They move so…