...friendship is something you do.
A bugler sounded the Last Post. Heartbreak made audible.
The wait is long, my dream of you does not end.
Did anyone ever hear of an intelligent fantasy?
..though silence must add intensity to your intimate moments, it must also shrivel your soul to lie beside someone who doesn't talk to you.
My life burned inside me. Even such as it was, it was the only record of me, and it was my only creation, and something in me would not accept that it was insignificant.