A photo sits atop my desk.
It is of another time.
A time of newness, naked nerves
And overwhelming excitement.
He says he looks like a horse.
What I see is a handsome man
Enjoying the presence of another.
He made me smile so much that night;
I don’t think he realizes just how much.
Now the world is a mess.
I can’t see straight,
Let alone think straight.
He is in there, possibly dead.
I don’t know what I’ll do if he is.
He is my world,
I wish I could tell him how much I love him.
How much the last three years have meant to me,
And how lost I will be without him.
Written 4.4.13 in the voice of Aidan, a character I wrote.