what she said
September 05, 2007 wednesday - 01:12
time is the enemy. back then, i wrote about being in the interstices of time, of waiting, and being impatient for things to happen.
if only i had known what would happen. i wouldn't have been so impatient. and i wish i could go back.
and i read what she wrote and it is like a string around my heart.
to have had someone, something, to have believed and trusted and given and opened yourself, vulnerable and helpless, and then lost everything.
and yet she offers hope.
is it you, or is it me?