Have you seen a deck of cards that could devour you on the inside? Innocent clicks are the cause of your acute pain running through your system. You swallow your hurts telling yourself that you shouldn't be feeling this way. You keep repeating, "Aren't I glad it ain't me on that stage". But you know you need to do more than that. It is not convincing enough with this entry taking shape in words.

This is the long dark night you have been walking without much light ahead to lead the way.

You only have enough to get you to the next destination.

It will forever hurt. Lesser each day. But still. Hurt.

And it will remind me everyday to cherish the things I never saw.

This is new.

The distance established and absence of proximity.

Nothing but a slow dance.

The silent wave of calmness taking sail amidst the wreck that never did quite came.

Tangled laces come undone as time unravels paths.
I've seen where you have trailed off and I remain in the sun.

I'll keep walking on...