Dear Ethan,
The city zooms back in forth in this day and I stand by the wayside watching it go by.
Does the city still not love me?
Time and space and darkness and light and on and on I can see follow my ever waking life.
Along the winding roads and the bustling cityscape I feel a shadow looming over me.
Over my thoughts.
Over my heart.
Over my Corpus. (Not my Corpus. Never my Corpus.)
The corner of my life is still a blur to those around me that do not notice yet how I have become apart of it.
I take form in a city that does not know me, yet I know it dearly.
I’ve known it from visiting often in childhood.
From spending the day in teenhood.
From vacationing in young adulthood.
I spent my time in the background hoping to become a part of it…
And yet when I finally made it possible, my heart was no longer in it.
No longer in my Corpus. (Not my Corpus. Never my Corpus.)
Forever No More,
Valerie
Rolling in Mind After Class 