Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Let you know.

When time is running out,
when you know you stand a chance,
however small.

You want to shout it out,
paint it in bold letters on walls,
write it down in a little card and hand it to him.

The willingness to cast everything aside to let him to know,
to make it happen.

It surprises you.

Note to reader: I am not a poet nor is this meant to be some kind of poetry. This is just a way of expressing my thoughts right now, disjointed as they are. Am lacking the time, energy and coherence to craft them into proper, eloquent prose. I repeat, this not some attempt at poetry. If it was, it would be a really bad one.

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