The exception that proves the rule. A blog of short writings from Australia and England.
Thursday, 6 August 2015
Another Crummy Thursday Morning (A Clean Perspective)
I woke up and forgot you weren't mine. But as soon as I got up and opened the curtains to see the rain outside, I felt more sharply than ever the pain I carry inside. I wanted to crawl back under the bed covers and just hide. But there's no escape from my mind. Even when I'm asleep, you're there. Always there, but not here. So far, yet so near.