And I’m sorry if I haven’t written to you in a while.
It’s just that life gets in the way of living.
It’s just that my fingers were stuck together.
It’s just that all the paper in the world caught fire.
You’ll forgive me if I haven’t written in a while.
It’s just that all the envelopes made love to dragonflies
And now, we cannot bring them down.
It’s just that time stopped ticking.
It’s just that all the ink ran clear.
My apologies if I haven’t written in a while.
It’s just that words ran out of letters (these are the last in the bag).
It’s just that language isn’t perfect.
It’s just, me.
This Labyrinth I Roam 
Gosh.. I love the way you write.
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I feel the same rush of feelings when I read your writing, darling!
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So glad to see you back. Lovely work. I almost want you to have something else to apologize for. Striking! 🙂
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Haha, Deb, you are far too kind! Thank you!
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This is lovely. I think that the word “moved” is overused but this post did just that, it moved me with it’s beauty and simplicity. Kevin
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Thank you so much Kevin! xx
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Blogging means never having to say you’re sorry…
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Haha! Dylan & Dillon, than you! 🙂
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