eulogy.
After the white rose marked your intangible presence I knew there was something strange. The strangeness was probably inside me, inside my mind. The strangeness was the crammed up thoughts about the person you were. The strangeness was you. I tried to find you. But I looked at the wrong places for too long and with time when I found you, it seemed as though no time had passed. The whole universe paused and it was just us. You and me, like two ragged pieces of a broken heart, withdrawn into the space. Everything about that moment was surreal. It was too perfect, like a picture carved out on canvas. I'm sorry I couldn't capture you and hold you down. I'm sorry I let you age. It probably doesn't matter now because, you're somewhere on the other side of the world trapped in a beautiful place. I can't be very sure but that's what I like to think. I like to think of you with the light that I saw. You with the color of your smile, the warmth of your words a