Things can change in an instant. In an hour-in that moment and in the next one-in those series of moments when you're not looking at the clock or hearing its hands move like the tick tick of the metronome. You think back, back to that person you were just last Monday and you wonder: Where did she go? Why is she not here?
She didn't go anywhere.
She stayed.
But what if you don't want her to stay? What if you want the person from the day before to be gone?
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ReplyDeleteMove to new places.
ReplyDeleteDon't stay.
Persist.