What is there to say? I liked her. I am sorry she is gone. Now how do I talk to my father, who is he? Who is my sister? What will keep us talking now? will it matter in the long run? the little girl in me misses him, the adult knows beter than to expect anything will ever be better. And my sister? I don't know anything about her except that she is being raised about as diferently as it is possable from my kids. what is my role in her life? do I have one? will there come a time when she needs me. is it now? how do i know? ... All I have is questions. And time keeps running away from me.
Mooncipher · Mon Apr 03, 2006 @ 09:53am · 2 Comments |