I think about it, sometimes.
Okay, I think about it more than sometimes.
But somewhere between the forever and the temporary we lost our way on our own little lonely path we guarded with so much fervor. It wasn’t really any of our faults, it was just all the sparks embedded in our tiny moments flew too high and burned too quickly.
But if you ever wonder, I think about it, and you. More than just sometimes.
I’m afraid to ask but…