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Tick Tock

What I miss more than anything is that you were my constant in this uncertain, ever-changing life.
Like the ticking of a clock, the movement of hour by hour, I knew that you would be there and I would be with you.

Until you weren’t.

And now I know not left from right or up from down. I fear the seconds because they slip by as minutes and days. Water provides no sustenance; drink provides no peace.

Your leaving has unmade my world and all the rules no longer apply.

How do I go forward when I don’t even know what that is anymore? How do I get over you when I no longer can even divine the start?

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About Quinn

In it but not of it. A reformed player, now watcher. Speaker of raw truths.

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2 thoughts on “Tick Tock

  1. great post. thanks for sharing your thoughts . i like it.

    Posted by Bryan McDonald | 14 June 2013, 0023 EDT

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Raison d’etre

"Raw," she said. "I want something primal. I want something bare and naked. I want you to give me this life raw, unbidden, unhidden, free, fair, and true. Can you do that? Can you do that for me?"

One may only try.

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