… so quietly that you don’t even realize it. There was no alarm. No bell. Not even a ringing in your ears. Nothing lets you know that the moment that just got by you was the one that you should have reached for and held onto. That it won’t come back again, even if you beg. That you are left in a permanent state of watching her walk away.
That’s okay, you tell yourself. There will be another one.
You silently hope. You wish it to be true. You hope that life will be kind and you will keep on getting chances just like the one that kissed your cheek, then turned away.
The truth is, we never know, do we?
I am blessed by this community and by the gifts you share of yourself every day. Coming here always makes me smile, and I know I’m not the only one that feels that way.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Just took a peek at the stats, and while this is something I usually never do, it feels like a milestone and I thought I would share it with you.
Happy 50,000+ visitors to 20 Lines. I thought I’d let you know.
Cheers, and happy everything,