Wreckage

Some day as I sift through the wreckage of my life…the ashes of what once was

I will come across remnants of our time

The time I thought you may be mine or the time when we thought we would find each other

Maybe my eyes will meet yours across a crowded room or in a market place full of people

Will you wonder like I do?

Will we speak?

Or will it be that quiet knowing that two people who once confided in each other and found some similarities in our existence to share?

The wreckage…whats left

The ashes….fine silk dust

 

*A little something sitting in my draft folder that found its way here

And so it is Friday……

 

 

 

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