Old friends
Do you remember even just a few words of the exchange? You know, you really mean nothing to me at all. It pains me, though: I have so much love, actual love, felt wind and light pass through my retinas and back out again, seen so many limbs and teeth, been to so many places that were previously hidden by the clouds. And wow, clouds are so beautiful, especially looking down at them. And still, you're where you were before. Shame on me to think that you could offer me any more than a place to curl up and hide away. I won't. When I think about it, this loss is the best remedy I've ever had. Really, all of the losses. It is loss and a deep emptiness that gave me space for something beautiful and new. It was that loss that spurs change. Thank you for leaving-- for losing touch, for leaving me behind without anyone to share my day with. I do not miss you and I am truly grateful for it.