One day we were walking through a disused railway tunnel, I was interested in the walls of the tunnel while walking in the darkness. Anita walked on leaving me in the darkness, waiting for me at the end of the tunnel in the light.
Somehow I never expected that this photograph I took would come to describe my condition.
Every milestone passed just feels wrong, yet do I want time to stand
Not really because then I would be trapped here forever. That I couldn't
My life changed forever on that day in August, yet nothing really
happened to me.
People say I need to let go and move on. I don't really know what that
means, for I am holding nothing which I wish to give up.
I will not relinquish the memories, or give up on the love I have for her or the promises I made to her. So I
must learn how to function as I am.
Perhaps somehow Anita can lead me into the light again. I know that she's up there.