The dream
A whole barrage of emotions wash over me as I hug you goodbye.
Hugs, far and few between.
Words fail me, as they often do.
A friendly pat, ‘All the best’, guarded Jo at her very best.
I turn and walk, eyes welling up, not quite understanding why.
Face flushed, lost, head buzzing, I breath deeply, evening air.
I envision the movies where you come running after.
You run and tell me what I want to hear.
But there is no such thing.
Reality bites.
For that moment I exist on an alternate plane
I wake up.
I know.
This journey I walk.
I have to walk alone.
I hate goodbyes.
abby replied:
donch worry….i should be back in aussie within the next 4 yrs =D I’ll come and visit u!!
January 1, 2009 at 5:28 am. Permalink.
A Dalek replied:
Making Jo well up is not allowed! They must be exterminated! :p
I want to add ‘you are not alone’ but that sounds too much like a horror movie tagline
Safest trails, jo, seeya soon!
January 1, 2009 at 9:43 am. Permalink.
Sideshowjo replied:
Abby, come. We’ll go cycling!
Dalek, exterminate! exterminate! Complete with epileptic shakes.
January 1, 2009 at 3:33 pm. Permalink.