Pain is sometimes so strong that it still burns my heart. Each day, like it has been for more than two years, there's something that makes me think of him. But now I don't allow myself to hold the thoughts. Now I go back to those days in Colombia, I force myself to remember his attitudes, his words, his distance.
Never before we had been so close, physically, but so emotionally distant. I remember the times when distance meant nothing 'cause we were so close, in our feelings. But those days are gone. I guess they ended before I went to Bogota. And with that in my head, I throw away any thought of him and try to move on.
Day by day, there will come the time he won't be nothing more than a ghost from my past...
1 comment:
I hope he not become a ghost because ghosts sometimes pull the blankets at night (just kidding). I hope he finally vanishes from your life. You are "one of a kind" and you do not deserve to keep on suffering for someone that is completely blind. GW
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