I realize now, a few years down the road. Our trips to get coffee, the nights without purpose,. Not a clock in sight,. These moments all fit together,. Torn shreds of a tapestry, an unfinished puzzle on the kitchen table,. Slowly beginning to resemble my love for you. Each moment I spent with you, engrained. Like a trip for a midnight snack, I passed by the unfinished puzzle,. Chairs ajar, lightbulbs cold. Every moment now, an empty fridge and a rumbling heart.

Coping with the death of a pet. Me and a pile of kittens, just after we brought them home! Snuggled with one of his favorite blankets. Crash was my best friend. I have never had a relationship with anyone-human or cat-like the one I had with Crash. He saved me from myself during the worst of my depression so many years ago. He protected me from the scary snake pit in.

Saturday, September 7, 2013. And what are you that, wanting you,. I should be kept awake. As many nights as there are days. With weeping for your sake? And what are you that, missing you,. As many days as crawl. I should be listening to the wind. And twenty men as kind,. And what are you, that you should be. As any sage will tell-. So wisely and so well? .

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