No one knows your phone number anymore and you haven’t answered my emails in years.
I grieved it while crossing several time zones.
To whom did he apologize to while excusing himself to a quiet room with a mirror?
What is resonant is rich, significant, sticks with you, makes you think, wakes you up, bothers you, soothes you, wraps its arms around you, crawls across your floor.
I want to tell you about things we saw or the things I saw without you in order to share what I can’t say outright.