
"Is it possible to miss someone you did not want to be
with? Was the loneliness too big to rise in protest through your soul? Was it I
you missed or was it loneliness that was too terrible? When you have never been
treated with indifference, can you even know what love is?"
The jurisdiction was against me. I was not enough. A 160
characters in the text would call it a day, the sentence for my insufficiencies,
my failure to be a creature without a scratch.
On the day you decided I was not enough, I swung back
to my pits. Past, present and future collided simultaneously, simply and
dreadfully. But hope is a crazy thing. You would think at...