distant kelp
She was like my sister.
She was everything to me.
It's been six years since I met her,
But I've barely talked to her for three.
I see her every day,
But never say a word.
But that doesn't make sense?
That must sound absurd.
I hear her name constantly,
But it's not like when I met her.
It's so much shorter now.
It's only one letter.
I see her every day.
I have for six years.
And even though we no longer speak,
She still walks around with the name I gave her.
restive knot