Hello my long lost friend.
Passing distant messages from time to time until I was ready to fully reconnect.
Until I had been broken down enough.
Forced to find myself, with sore fingertips in the ashes of burned hopes, memories and dreams.
I guess now we'll make proper time to sit down and converse for I have lots to tell you and I'm sure you have the same for me.
I look forward to it.
I wish I could say that I missed you.
I know you are unaffected by that confession and will hug me warmly as I reluctantly bury my head in the crook of your neck.
Natalie Fiawoo ® Blogging on the go...