Why do you grieve? I feel a sadness, it pulls so strong as an angler's hook buried deep within the heart.
Why do you grieve my friend?
Where have you been and is it pain alone that keeps its company in you?
I need not ask, for I feel it too. In grief and heartbreak the tether remains as in love - a connection
Write, my dear friend; for in your words, your truth, your heart your sense so clear your self, cautiously shared.
And I? I shall feel, once again hope to know to touch the magic in your words.
Your words have never been of singular dimension and yet it is ever a pleasing surprise to find you there where I often hide amongst the words and between the lines.