I want to know so many things. Ask so many questions. In the beginning, it gnawed at me. Day in and day out I sat staring at a wall, a ceiling, a dirty sock and wondering where I tripped. Where all did I trip? Yes. More than one for sure. Many more now that I think of it.
And I still think of it. Of them. Of you. And the gnawing is still there. It's a murmuring now. No more at high tide you see. Not that I want to go back to high tide. It stings a little too much for my liking. But maybe that was just the way it was supposed to be.
I'm moving to a different type of water now. It's a lot more..well..I don't know. Different is the only word that I would use publicly. Different settings and different opponents.
But the player is the same. And it still stings.
And this time, I don't want it to.
Love,
K
2 comments:
Welcome back. :D
wow.. so random.. what are you trying to say??
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