Thru the Tinted Glass Window
May 7, 2008Almost everyday, I see her .I see her through the tinted glass window as I pass outside. Everytime, I see her working. Looking down to the lab table, working on something. Several times, she see me pass by. Did I see her nod her head when she sees me? I’m not sure. And with a mask on her face, I can’t see if she’s smiling or not.
Several times, I saw her working overtime. Ahh… what a dedicated employee she is… I can almost feel though how tired she gets. I wish I could do something to comfort her when she needs it. I wish I could do something…
Though it’s been sometime since we parted, and I even willed my self to seek life elsewhere. I tried to run, I tried to move on… but each turn I take, leads me back to where I was.
I may not be able to turn back the time… but I now know that I must do something. Even the gap between us has grown so much. Slowly I must close it. Little by little, inch by inch, I must get close to her. And pray that the heavens will grant my prayer to be with her again…SOON
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