rosa
I failed you today.. but really it makes no difference.
I suppose you or I could say I have failed you for every day henceforth and previously..
Why I feel like I failed you is I guess because at this point I no longer know who I'm writing to.
Or who I'm writing for.
My biggest mistake I suppose is allowing you to slip through the widening cracks in the corners of my mind.
Your face holds a name I can't recall, and any memory I have of you plays like a silent film in black and white. I see your smile, and I watch your lips move.
But today is the day I realized, though I'd felt you for so long.
Your memory has almost passed through me.