Hearts fly high this time of year, don’t they?
Longing becomes more imminent.
I know you won’t forget. Just to make sure you won’t, you probably
have a an e-card ready and dated to be delivered perfectly on time.
I know. So much to think of, so much life to live, so many cards to send.
Thank you technology, caring for others was never made easier.
Why would anyone need a personal touch? A hug, a kiss, much less falling
asleep in each others arms? Our busy world provides so nicely convenient
options/alternatives. Everybody can simply have everything. Technology.
One never has to really *be* anywhere anymore, and yes, I too, fall asleep hugging my laptop every single night.
Electronic closeness – Substitute. Sadness in acceptance profound.
It will always reach surface from time to time, despite self control.
We are different.
While I am your substitute, you are my teacher.
The one person who managed to show me what love feels like, what it can
be like. Or are you showing me what it *never* is/will be?
I am electronically challenged.
I’m sorry I can not type what shows so very obvious in my eyes.
I’m sorry I can not type what I feel when you hold me in your arms.
I’m sorry I can not type every sweet sensation of melting into you.
I’m sorry I don’t type every tear that brushes down my cheek.
Maybe you don’t understand because it’s easier not to?
I love you, K.R.,
and while those too – are words, you alone give them meaning.