I'm friends with a lovely bartender in my little town. Pretty girl. Could have any guy she wanted on the face of the earth. She's finishing up college. Whole different generation from me. She likes me as the funny old guy who's been places.
She's in love with a man living a long drive away. It fell apart between the two of them recently. But she keeps driving all the way back there to process it. 60-hours in the car and counting for a breakup.
I kind of want to send her this just to remind her what it's like to be *together* with someone.
Umi, I am so glad that you share your writing. I can read your writing and feel the rise and fall of your expressions. This post relates to me. I know what you mean in describing spatial love. You’ve reminded me that love is always alive. That it is so easy to give, but not so easy to receive it. Thank you so much for posting☺️
Today I realise the beauty of the in between silence
I'm friends with a lovely bartender in my little town. Pretty girl. Could have any guy she wanted on the face of the earth. She's finishing up college. Whole different generation from me. She likes me as the funny old guy who's been places.
She's in love with a man living a long drive away. It fell apart between the two of them recently. But she keeps driving all the way back there to process it. 60-hours in the car and counting for a breakup.
I kind of want to send her this just to remind her what it's like to be *together* with someone.
Umi, I am so glad that you share your writing. I can read your writing and feel the rise and fall of your expressions. This post relates to me. I know what you mean in describing spatial love. You’ve reminded me that love is always alive. That it is so easy to give, but not so easy to receive it. Thank you so much for posting☺️
There’s so much beauty in the world but none so rare as a person so eloquently baring their soul. Thank you Umi.