Moved by it as i was, i couldn't reveal it, confess it or admit it, maybe because i was held by my persistent ego, my shattered dignity. Yet the truth was right there, that i had not made the progress i wish i had. But for me, i wasn't about mere interaction. I wanted to belong. I wanted her to wish me in my absence. But after all this time together, those anticipated proximities were left unachieved.











