I’ve never stopped thinking of you. The minutes become hours; hours turn into days. Soon there are weeks, months and years. Thoughts of you have been on my mind through five years, four months, three days, two hours and one minute. It’s 2:01am. I’m thinking of you. J.B.

They say that time
heals all wounds
but all it’s done so far
is give me more time
to think about
how much I miss you.
Ezbeth Wilder.