his ashes are under this. the person i believed in. who asked me to believe in him.
i think he was sincere, in this asking. i think it was real.
then...he couldn't follow through.
When someone can't follow through, who do you
there is no blame.
but there is, always, some kind of truth.
it is the forever looking for the real, soft, loving truth that
i think of Jude's being. she is talking about this.