A year now.
By human reckoning.
More than a year.
And how much of that without him?
How much of that here?
Trapped, idle, here?
I hadn't noticed.
The days pass by.
I remember my arrival.
And now a year since then.
And what of what I left?
No change there.
Nothing.
Arrivals, departures.
What is my place anymore?
What is my purpose?A year
(
Read more... )
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
I would have realized it myself, sooner or later.
The snow or the season would have reminded me.
Reply
There's something about winter, isn't there. It has meaning for me, too.
Reply
Fell here.
But on the second day, that was when I saw the snow.
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Not like it matters. I don't know how human I am, anymore.
Reply
Leave a comment