that familiar ocean still stands there empty and between
I sent him an e-mail a few weeks ago. Every day I find the terrential sea of my inbox filled with waves of impersonal retail promotionals and recipes,holiday forwards and blog updates, bill statements, payment confirmations, secret shop opportunities and blah blah blah. Nothing from that one name. I try to tell myself that I know he rarely checks his e-mail anyway. But I can't help but wonder if he's finally moved on, with or without someone. Or if he hasn't moved on but is with someone and doesn't feel right corresponding with me. I find myself wondering if we'll get to talk on New Year's like we always do.
I dreamed last night that I went to study over there and we were so happy to be together, but it was different. He was less interested and had his own life and didn't re-arrange everything to be with me. This didn't affect me in a negative way, though. I didn't wake up disappointed. It's like I was just glad that I had gotten a chance to meet him there for a few moments while I slept.
I dreamed last night that I went to study over there and we were so happy to be together, but it was different. He was less interested and had his own life and didn't re-arrange everything to be with me. This didn't affect me in a negative way, though. I didn't wake up disappointed. It's like I was just glad that I had gotten a chance to meet him there for a few moments while I slept.