From Here to Eternity and Back

Thanks for staying tuned. If you recall, last time my heart was on a silver platter. Not many people get second chances…there are some who don’t get a chance at all!

XOXO, Eleanor

It’s been a while

Hasn’t it?

Ages! Haven’t seen you since —

Well, it feels like forever

Doesn’t it?

Like an eternity, like a purgatory!

Yes, I suppose more the latter for us both.

During this gift of time we were given

I felt it. Did you feel it too?

You helped me picture it…what we could be, what a beautiful view

Silence speaks louder than words

Yet — SILENCE is all I get from you

To be fair, perhaps the silence is hesitancy

Because it’s present here too; the answer isn’t clear to me —

Not yet

I was here, We were there once. You — you were everywhere.

We fought our way through 6 years of purgatory and back

I prepared, thought of every little thing. Pray tell. What did I lack?

Wasn’t this what we wanted? What we had hoped?

Not many people get second chances

For a few days that flew, we did

We escaped our purgatory —

For WHAT? Why the crickets? Don’t you know?

The crickets are little messengers that hold our return tickets

Tell me. Please. I won’t ask again.

Don’t fret about the pain. We are close enemies.

Still.

Nothing.

CHIRP, CHIRP, CHIRP.

Not sure what is worse —

Your SILENCE or the INFERNAL sound that fills it!