I wonder how often I have missed what is trying to be said to me because someone is talking so discreetly that I don’t even know who they are or how much of what they have said is real- That I wonder is happening to me? I know how cozy I can be in conversations at times if I have some facts already established in my head about who and what were talking about and then we can easily cover so much without talking directly to subjects we cover but as it is now I am lost, I don’t know who is who with pen names or who is saying what nor if I should or should not respond- Typical of situations of loves I have had in my mind and heart just a different format- Blinded and hurt so love goes on to die and years later is only a forgotten dream-