I sat her down, Our eyes locked, Silence was sticky. I broke the connection of our eyes, Looking into space, I swallowed hard. She can not do this any more, She can not go on. The physical effort – Time without – Yet time within, So precious, painful but true. She saw me, for the …
Month: May 2009
Sometimes I think the world is always going on about unimportant important things in life. And that’s not what’s important.