Julia (14) 3.4.13


Day 3

I am distracted by going to your tomb, preoccupied with its presence and that your physical being is there. Had we spoken of graves, places where we can visit where we know your ashes would lie, I would have said it didn’t matter but it appears to do so.

I have a sense that I must “Touch” your tomb, make some sort of physical connection again with you.


The familiarity, love and ease than ran through the veins of our friendship is now a scar that when re touched hurts as through fragile skin.

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