Thursday, December 2, 2010


Redefining boundaries is an adjustment of gigantic proportions and the resulting silence is deafening.

I've written about it before.

It was about him then. It is about him now.

Funny how much of a difference a year makes.

Funny how much it doesn't.

I would laugh at anyone who told me 2 days seemed like years.

But it does.

I told him two weeks ago that anytime a day goes by where we don't talk I have to tell myself that this could be the time I never hear from him again.

He said - You don't ever have to worry about that.

But I do.

I do worry that it is.

I know that it could be.

Two days of silence might as well be two years.

Because now, more than ever, after all that has been said...we may have had our last conversation.

We may have written our final chapter.

An ending with no resolution.


  1. remind us again why you can't be with B? what would happen if you stopped fighting it?

  2. Such a sad post. I don't know all the details, but I can feel your pain through the words. I hope it gets better soon.

  3. Sniffle...I don't even know what to say to this one. (hugs)

  4. I don't know who this is about, how I stumbled across your blog or this post, but I am simply stunned at how every word you wrote mirrors what's going on in the space in my head & my heart right now nearly 2.5 years after you created this.