Feb 2019
I am missing you.
The little green dot on messenger means you are active-the only solace I find in your absence.
I wonder if you are looking at my green dot. Are you imagining me lying in bed typing this now? Could you imagine our bodies soft; arms outstretched to find each other as we wake from a sound sleep? Could you feel our hearts synchronised, beating one passionate rhythm; as if it were a metronome timing our gestures in a divine composition?
Like medieval armour, I too have weak points which make me vulnerable and susceptible to injury. This is the very reason I must show restraint. For I am afraid that if I get to close, if I let go, fully.... the green dot will go away.
The little green dot on messenger means you are active-the only solace I find in your absence.
I wonder if you are looking at my green dot. Are you imagining me lying in bed typing this now? Could you imagine our bodies soft; arms outstretched to find each other as we wake from a sound sleep? Could you feel our hearts synchronised, beating one passionate rhythm; as if it were a metronome timing our gestures in a divine composition?
Like medieval armour, I too have weak points which make me vulnerable and susceptible to injury. This is the very reason I must show restraint. For I am afraid that if I get to close, if I let go, fully.... the green dot will go away.
