January 2011
27 posts
“I am constantly
surprised by the longing for
you that never quiets.” —
surprised by the longing for
you that never quiets.” —
“
Did you find it hard to breathe at first?
Were you wounded and in disbelief at how much it hurt?
Now the ache’s still burning, but the world’s still turning
Isn’t it?
Oh, Annie
I still think of you each time I see the sun
Didn’t want a life without you
But here I am living one
