I’m going to do today as I did yesterday; step by step, minute by minute, I will keep moving forward. I am not expecting too much, knowing the planet will continue spinning on its axis as it has been doing for, at least, the past few days. It’s pretty consistent, really. I see no reason why I can’t follow the example. Each revolution brings another day; each moment passes in its own way. Step by step we move ahead. Evolution follows revolution, staying on the path is a natural solution.
Can I whisper or wonder what I do not know? Afraid, of course, of where it can go. To realize what is not there on all, or most, or many days is still so real. Lines on your face. Memories disappear. Erased. Others fall out of favor or onto the page. Words unspoken still leave a mark on your past, your lips and lifeline. Will you ever tell? Release the smile holding back thoughts meant only for yourself.
Before I go home, knowing my complex definition has been altered by erstwhile thieves and anxious lovers (absolutely one in the same), let me speak. Let me speak. No, at 3 o’clock in the morning, let me whisper bygone intentions I once believed, or was fooled into believing. I am a fool; not an imbecile: a difference not greater than thieves or lovers. It’s a theory that will keep me awake well into the night.
