Faraway, So Close

Faraway, so close Lost in a moment That shall never return Neverending night Lacking all its stars In a fitful sleep Full of odd dreams And a lack of clarity Fighting a relevance That has yet to be seen Like art on a wall In an empty room Or strangers on a train Going nowhere … Continue reading Faraway, So Close

First Love

You know, I almost married the girl. It was a whirlwind romance, born in summer, gestated in fall, and tested in a harsh winter, followed by an even harsher spring. We met, we wooed, we made exchange of vows (of the future marriage kind, not of the marriage itself kind), and I even spent the … Continue reading First Love