As the mist rises slowly from the steaming ponds, I lie here listening to your gentle breathing. The soft light of dawn touches your face. I’m afraid to move. Afraid to break the spell and losing this moment for ever. Thoughts keep milling through my mind. Past, future, present. All mixed into one.

An old couple, enjoying the gentle sunshine on a park bench, happy and content with what life brought them. An excitement flushed face, glowing with adrenalin. A listless tear, slipping down a cheek.

How I wish I could protect you from those tears. How I wish to save you from even one moment’s pain. And how selfish that would be. For, not only would I be destroying those moments, but uncounted blissful moments too.

The moment shatters as you turn over, snuggling closer, and I realise that the images I saw where not moments from your life, but from mine, reflecting of you. For that is what we are, mirrors. Sometimes we are truly lucky in finding a mirror that distorts our reflection ever so slightly. Making us like what we see, making us happy. I close my eyes, content for now, and in my mind I hear the soft tinkling of shattered glass.

Goodbye my Friend

Hey you,

I’m sitting here, reading your mail. Three sentences into it I had to get up and get a drink first. I could see this was going to be a long read. You sound so happy with the new work. Everything is new and big and shiny. There are so many challenges. But that is what you love. To take a problem, reduce it to its smallest component and then solve them one by one. Total dedication. I think that is one of the reasons I fell in love with you.

I can see that your move to bigger and better things was definitely the right one. Yet I cannot help feeling jealous. Spending all that time at work, making new friends meeting new people. I know it will be just a matter of time before you meet some guy that is equally driven. And things will progress from there.

You are going places that I cannot follow you. Places I don’t WANT to follow. But I can see it makes you happy. This is what you have been working so hard for and I can say with all my heart that you deserve every second of success coming your way.

I feel as if I’m losing you forever, even though I know that’s not true. But one day, when you come back from those places, or when you’ve carved your niche and it’s big enough for two, that day, think back and remember me. I cannot predict the future but I KNOW you will succeed beyond your wildest dreams.

Goodbye my friend, goodbye