Posted on May 5, 2004 in Loneliness
Every day that I get to feeling better about myself, one more person leaves my life. Lance tells me that these gaps will get filled. I believe him, but I don’t think it will be by people. By the sky, by the mountain, by the memories of blue elderberries, but not by people.
The only thing I can do is shrug my shoulders and go on until someone else takes offense with my very being.