To Him

I don’t know that I believe you exist.

I have often imagined what form you might take…what space you might occupy.

I have often imagined the possibility of your presence. A difficult thing to manage, painting pictures of nothingness.

I don’t know that I believe you exist.

I once thought I had met you. That I had found you. I was wrong.

And now that different girl is gone..

I hope that it will be effortless. Like gliding across glass. Like slipping into sleep.

I hope that you will understand…I hope that you will see the world through the same lens.

I want you to be there. Fully there. For every moment, from the beginning, until the end.

I want you to know that waiting for you is hard. I want you to know that I am not really waiting at all.

I need for you to know that right now, I don’t think you exist.

But I hope that I am wrong.

 

 

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