eternity. without you.
i always liked the idea of living forever. at high school someone once asked me what my preferred method of dying would be. i said i didn't intend to die. i was going to live forever. florence laughed and said, "we'll all be dead in our graves, but there h will be - slowing grasping the next rung of eternity."
i realise now though that eternity without you would be unbearable. 24 days is bad enough.
every night i kiss your picture goodnight and go to sleep wondering if i come to your mind as often as you come to mine.
then after that two million-something seconds i hear from you.
you miss me. i miss you too.