My thoughts and feelings have been dispersed and not yet disposed of, as of yet.
I think today's just been a long day, been disconnected with my thoughts
and more intact with my better halves- sitting on crates, talking about everything
that's been missing for the past few weeks. Refilling the empty, hollow, cavities that
have been slowly digging there own deep sound. Refilling with love, unknown memories and
missed unique attributes of each special being.
Even though the departure marked the beginning of the cavities once again being freshly eaten,
the raw, dry wounds will enjoy the juice of reunited joy once it arrives again.
But for now, the suffering may not disturb me as much as it will when time is nearly over.