If you still…
think of me,
have my pictures,
read this blog…
then maybe there is a part of you that is unwilling to ‘let go’ of the idea of me, as well.
Why you won’t admit to yourself that small truth or allow yourself to feel anything is beyond me.
If it matters, if I had a choice, even after everything, I would say “Reach for me. Hold tight. Do anything but let me go.”
But we both know that the choice has never been mine.