Day 2.1

I suppose to miss you would be enough, only to miss you is simply all I feel. I wrote a love letter but I lost five out of the six pages so I thought it best not to send. I read a book , the book was bland, the words seemed to dance around the page making the outline of your face; I carried on reading it because – because I have no idea – because the image of you was too strong or because I hoped that if I reached the end I’d finally reach you. 

Hopelessly I will continue this existence, noticing every single detail of each persons face I pass; I want to pass yours once more. 

Day 2.1 is, as ever, a bore. 

Day 2.1 is, as ever, a test. 

Day 2.1 is, as ever, a never ending spell of loneliness.

Day 2.1 is, as ever, an end. 

Day 2.1 is, as ever, a pathway to something –

something is, as ever, something. 

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