When I close my eyes, everything that happened between us comes back to me.
A teardrop shows it's presence.
I wonder what went wrong?
Wonder how it'd be if we didn't say goodbye?
I always wish that I could get back to that time and hold you a little more closely.
But
I know... it's always a dream.
A dream which I hate to wake up from.
~SooraiKeshav
Wondering and worrying about what to write about.
Wondering if I will ever have anything new to write?
Wondering if anyone feels the same way?
Wondering if anyone noticed that I hadn't been writing?
Wondering if they think I don't care as much as I used to?
or
Wondering if people are tired of hearing me talk about her?
Wondering when I will find the time to write more consistently?
Wondering if others understand that while I am not writing I am still dwelling and loving her?
Wondering when and if I will find the time to read the blogs I follow?
(I miss getting caught up.)
Wondering why she died?
Wondering if she is proud?
Wondering if I am still helping anyone in any way?
...