There’s an ache. A shadow in my heart. For I am bound by time and space and I can never return to those times and those places.
The shadow falls deep and dark.
People whom I never loved. Light spilling onto the front porch of a home that was never mine.
If only I had known then what I know now.
Days that never were. Love that never was.
I crane my head around, peering into the past. Wishing. Hoping. Dreaming.
But the shadow has already fallen.
So I keep pressing forward, still onward, the shadow ever in my wake.