It’s been a while.

How are you doing?

I have worked too hard to leave you behind.

I know it’s hard to see me.

I’m here one second and gone the next.

Only here when the desperation rises.

A scent I know so well.

It smells like tears and regret.

But I am always here.

Exactly as you imagined.

In fact that is the only place I can exist for you.

I hope you see me in the kindest way.

With a special smile reserved for you.

Something to carry you forward when I disappear again.

Until the next time I visit your beautiful mind.