River's We Miss

River's We Miss

Thursday, December 26, 2013

The Minutes

Sometimes we expect someone to be available at all times. Then we forget we're lucky to have it.

How is feel right now is lonely.
Where I am right now is far away from where I really want to be.
Usually, between the hours of ten and two, my inexpensive flip top phone is in the palm of my hand and my hand is up next to my ear.
Usually, between the hours of ten and two, the voice on the other end of the phone is Miss River. In between laughing and talking about books or making sexual innuendos, I'm telling her I love her. Usually.
Tonight I look at the digital clock and it tells me it's 12:21
It doesn't move. It sits there on the bottom right hand corner of my screen and has two sets of 1's and two sets of 2's and doesn't move.
What I am doing right now is missing Miss River and our conversations.
It's funny, sometimes we take for granted the voice on the other end of the phone.

Where I am right now, is standing over a small pond of full of memories, flipping borrowed time into crystal clear water, wishing I could go back and change things.  

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