The first thing I’ve written in an absolute age and a half
Closer
“I love you, Tim.” she said,
And I pulled her closer to me.
That night,
It was impossible to tell
Where I ended and she began.
It was just as hard to tell
Where the sex stopped and the tears started.
God was there, and
Understanding,
Wept too.
September 15th, 2008 at 4:10 am
Tim, this a beautiful example of why we write. Despite the fact that all the stories have been told a brazillion times, that story had never before been told by Tim Hardy. You told it beautifully.
September 16th, 2008 at 2:36 am
Thank you.
In answer to your suggestion - it’s not particularly autobiographical, but a kind of accumulation of stuff building up for a number of years.
I plan to listen to your radio show tomorrow afternoon, once I get back from the dentist.
February 10th, 2010 at 3:32 pm
I wish getting over a broken heart can be so easy as following a few steps.. but its not…