Whisper her name. Let the word flow through me. Now say it again. It fosters a melody so sweet and proud. I’m overcome by gentle dreams.
“Veronica”
Voices inside me come and go. They cry out for time and space. And a chance to make things right, But I’m afraid to see her again. I don’t want to fail. Not again.
“Empty your mind.” “Don’t hide from what is honest.”
I’m suffocating in suspense. What am I in her eyes now? Dare I ask? An answer delivers my destiny. Ecstasy if yes. Exile if no.