Thursday, 10 April 2014

Part X

Almost a third of the way
Through the story
And the answers
Although fragmented
Like rain clouds
Began to piece together

Into little stories
Tied within Jigsaws
Which needed glue
To tie some of the
Memories together.

Moments scattered
Over months
Where some days
You would be half sure
Something was wrong
And when you turned round
There was nobodty there

Drawing a line
Under your past

And only just starting
To build towards
The future

With or without me

In tow.

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