Drifter in the wind

There is a bit of shame in those moments when I allow myself to feel the missing - like the questions I ask that I know will never be answered, such as, "Did you ever love me?" I cannot conceive of a moment in this lifetime, that Leo could look at me again. And yet, I doubt that I will ever forget the drifter who shattered my heart and fed the pieces to the wind. Perhaps that is the essence of what will make us unforgettable - like a lesson carved into a magnet sticks to ones refrigerator as a constant reminder. But that's okay. I've picked myself up - and I am laying a new foundation and constructing new walls. "It's possible to lose something you never had; you can't convince my heart otherwise," - Leo Kristopher -