September 21, 2008

you have all the right to miss me (09-21, 16:26)

Esme, you have all the right in the world to miss me, just like I keep on missing you. How could I forget that you were there? And I don’t see it as anyone’s fault.

September 21, 2008

you were not alone (09-21, 15:49)

Oh just stop it! Don’t talk to me in this fashion, like this was all your fault. You were not alone there, remember? It was me loving you so. And now I have my fair right to miss you

September 21, 2008

an empty hull (09-21, 15:49)

Don’t miss me, Esme. What is left of me is but an empty hull. Everything that might have been worth missing stayed behind when I left V., stayed with you.

September 21, 2008

EVERYTHING (09-21, 13:56)

Miss your EVERYTHING

September 21, 2008

miss your (09-21, 13:47)

Good to hear. Get in touch, if you feel like it. Miss your voice. M.

September 21, 2008

I am alright (09-21, 13:28)

Please don’t worry. I am alright. Have been home recently. Les is here, things are fine. E.

September 21, 2008

it is only one month

Life without Esme is starting to become reality. The throbbing pain, the checking of e-mail and SMS just to find nothing, the memories becoming threadbare – all these signs of a love lost are closing in on me. I try to keep them at bay by re-reading our story, by re-arranging reality, by re-inventing history.
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