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?
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!
You Lil Dickens 
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