just a little grateful

Many questions I once wanted to ask but I kept them all away. Cos for now and ever, they are none of my concern anymore. I hate to find out or even wish to think what my wandering mind is bringing me to. A world of lies and deciet.

Can I choose to believe that at that point in time
- that you, were my exception?
That's the simplest wish I ever had.

My heart chooses still to tug when I see your name appear, when words are exchanged, when I see pictures and feel unfamiliar to you already. The tugging reduces by day, hours, minutes and seconds. I no longer (ok not exactly no but have reduced) check to see if you are around or look into my mailbox. I am glad for the tugging. Cos it still tells me that I am alive and am a human afterall. All things take time to heal and it's true, the healing has begun. I am healing and in this process of healing, I am grateful.

For the many morning skies admist my run, I say a prayer for you.

I still need that little bit more courage.