25 March 2015

Amman

My Dear Penpal,

I miss hearing from you very much.

I think of you every day, and I wish we were still in touch.

I cry sometimes, because I've lost you. Forever, it seems.

I try to console myself with hope. Hope that someday you will write back. Hope that someday we will meet again, and have joy together in our meeting.

I dreamed of you last night.

My heart opened to you when we met. Something happened to it.

Now, I feel like it has closed up again. 

Retreat is my option. Solitude. Loneliness. I seek these now. I want away from everyone.

I long for you, friend.

It seems that the thorns of rejection have pierced me, their poison gives life to new thorns, mine, against the world.

Your Penpal,

Sorry everyone,

This blog is staying here for now.

I was indeed moving it to a new location,

but I think it can wait.