Comments Posted By nmw
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I want the waiting to be over. You, here, now, walking through the room, sitting down heavily on the couch, tired, but happy to finally be here. The sound of your breathing in the house. Your footsteps in the morning waking me up.
» Posted By nmw On 07.22.2008 @ 8:04 am
Is your absence a deliberate choice, or has something unexpected happened? I sit, I worry, I ponder. Send me a note, a sign, something. Please.
» Posted By nmw On 07.15.2008 @ 7:45 am
The occasion was a sad one, mournful, and yet I could not but be happy to see your face across the room. It had been years, but the still the connection was there between us, deep, strong.
» Posted By nmw On 07.14.2008 @ 7:47 am
We carefully tread up the stairs, silent, feet placed deliberately, hands on the railings, concentrating, each step a monumental task in its own right.
» Posted By nmw On 07.13.2008 @ 7:58 am
I picked my way carefully through the detritus of daily life. Jackets tossed on chairs. Books piled haphazardly on tables. Counter tops covered with dirty dishes, shoes crowded around doors.
» Posted By nmw On 07.12.2008 @ 8:26 am
The scarf was wrapped around her head and face, covering her nose, so that all that was exposed was the heavy black rimmed glasses. Mittened hands were thrust into her pockets, and her heavy wool coat covered her from neck to mid knee.
» Posted By nmw On 07.21.2008 @ 8:11 am
I don’t even know what I am asking her for. Therapy? Understanding? Absolution? I stare at my feet. Out the window. At the pattern on the couch. Anything but look at her. I am mute now. Yet still asking.
» Posted By nmw On 08.18.2008 @ 10:45 am
It was a vintage car, shiny yellow, chrome, cream coloured fenders. The woman sitting in it wore a scarf over her head like an old fashioned movie star, large sunglasses, a white sundress, strappy heels.
» Posted By nmw On 08.17.2008 @ 10:42 am
I adore hot coffee, omelets, dark chocolate, lazy mornings, toast, cool winds, sun, thunder, lying on my back in the park. And you.
» Posted By nmw On 07.11.2008 @ 7:56 am
The butterfly emerges from the chrysalis like I do from your arms in the morning, more beautiful, more my true self, free to fly away into the warm morning sun. A new life, not better, but forever changed.
» Posted By nmw On 07.09.2008 @ 8:21 am
Frequently, I intend to do more, to do differently, to do better. Frequently I intend that this time will be different, that things will change, that I will change. Frequently I make plans for things that will never happen, plans for futures that are out of reach.
» Posted By nmw On 07.08.2008 @ 7:29 am
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The hurricane started slowly, almost gently, a few circling winds, a breeze almost, but then the anger of the storm came in, the trees bent, the siding of houses started to slap against itself, park benches turned over, and the water came.
» Posted By nmw On 07.07.2008 @ 7:21 am