erased from memory.
01/18/2011 § Leave a comment
“i’ll be thinking about this for weeks,” he reassured me.
“… months,” he quickly added in.
to let me know perhaps, that he would give it the weight it was due.
earlier, we’d reminisced over a few special memories we shared. i reminded him about one of my earliest ones—the garden, the bicycle, the sunny day, the lying in the grass. i waited for him to smile at the memory, but he didn’t and spoke of other things.
outside, stars swam in the darkness that comes before the sun rises.
and so the countdown begins.