That Absence Which Means Presence

After all, it is only a moment between being and not being, yet that moment reveals the sense of having been there and rebuilding unexpected bridges. It is not the absence that determines the distance, but the absence of the absent absence which makes invisible those who, in reality, have not been loved. I want to say that presence is a beautiful thing, but that … Continua a leggere That Absence Which Means Presence