I stay. I'm here to stay, even if I can't write the reasons for my distance, one thing I do not do is to lie.
It's your sadness that draws me. I cannot but wish I had the power to make it all go away. You DO know that.
My eyes do not lie. If anyone insists, then I dare the evidence. The only one I lie to (sometimes) is myself, to go on.
No harsh word coming from simply expressing your pain will drive me away. A "No" from your lips (phone or face to face) will achieve that.
Instantly.
Meanwhile, I wait. Always, as I did tell you face to face. Remember?
And I'm still here. You call it, as we both know. Bring a friend if you're worried.
Meanwhile, the net is full of hoaxes, like the false picture (purportedly from Uganda). Need I remind you you all fell for that one? I'll keep searching for all kinds of answers to all kinds of questions. I'll seek shelter in reason against this madness where we can't keep away from one another and cannot find a way to meet.
Saturdays, 7-9 pm, H. Wycombe.
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