Fantasies are not optional extras:
add essential colour and texture to her days -
without which - how could she
get through at all?
Reality is relentless - cruel -
lonely and empty, too.
A tear-stained tapestry of memories
reminds her of the
that must arrive soon,
just as it always has before.
In truth, she has been catching
more than glimpses
almost from the start.
She knows the story outline now,
a variation on a standard plot.
Yet, somehow she is still hoping
for a twist, even as
she feels more tears
descending - even though
that they are tears of