after a while it felt like we were become strangers. we were growing stranger. the distance in time makes it harder to stay connected. what is true? ya know? things felt too distant & the trail left in the sand felt like they were made by concrete shoes. the stress gets the best & winter never seems to help. explosions. wreckage. a day later. lets be honest. unexpected phone call. attempt of sorts to fix the situation. i think i mentioned this last time. so vague plans were set & fell through quicksand. disbelief of hopefulness. still seemed like things were on a better path. next i did my best to become a map. good job! today a text, request. "meet me at 5:30" more or less. no real plans but who is complaining. when its been so long, connection is better than adventure. weird in a way. i lost my notes on how to be. how we were? gradually. drifted in orbit. gravity. thank you mr. newton. those hands. those eyes. those lips. my mind, those lips. felt good to be back. felt safer. its worth the risk. oh & lets not forgot the best text tonight. win! to be continued? lets hope!
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