Here I am
All wrapped up
Taking a breath
The next moment
And the next
If I wait
Long enough
You'll be gone
Or I will
I forget how slowly time moves for other people. I haven't talked to you in a week,  you talked to me yesterday.  This is what happens when you go down wormholes, have adventures. Like Alice. She came back to the same moment,  a few weeks older. How selfish to ask the world to understand something I don't. I've gotten so old in such a short time.  Gray hair and all.