Now I understand, dear Tal!
Thank you for your concern. I am recovered though, on occasion, I have moments of confusion and halting speech. Apart from the obvious effects of advancing age (at least we won't have to grow old in this system of things!), life seems to be going great. I'm heavily involved in work as an editor. LOVE IT!
Really kind of you to ask.
Love,
CoCo
Hope you enjoy this, Tal.
Someone we love withdraws from us; there appears no hope of recovery. Perhaps, however, it is we ourselves dividing into two distinct personalities, the chasm becoming unbridgeable ...
To stay on topic, I will add quotation marks!
"Did you choose to reside in a distant land, unavailable to me and all others who cared?" I begged.
It may as well have been the moon where you took up residence.
As I looked upward those nights she shone, I imagined that there you were, a speck upon a speck on the glassy plate of a night sky. Strange, however, that you had actually never left your chamber nor shut its door. It was the portal to your mind and heart that closed slowly, unseen by your companions. No one noticed, as I think back to those joyous, sunny days that turned dark so gradually, until you were irretrievably imprisoned within a black dungeon of the soul.
No lover of you could span the chasm and prove himself your savior.
