Life. Translated...

I met Jane at the center of the earth--it was dark, there was dirt all around. But I gather you can figure that. Jane says, it's a long way out.
[I'm gonna make it out.]
Jane says, you're as Holy as a ghost, but who loves you the most? If you offer I might let you carry me. In the end it's the wealth of your spirit, now hurry up get on with it....

it's empty in the valley of your heart
the sun, it rises slowly as you walk
away from all the fears

it was sudden and unexpected [as these things usually are]
n looked up from the morning paper and over-sweetened chai, whispered something gently
b turned from the stove and flipped off the fan. i'm sorry--i missed what you said?

K--
i loved you. you should know that. i really, really thought i could make it work. i knew it was a long shot, especially with the baggage and background. we both had our share and god, that was the hardest part.
who were we kidding? we were bound to run into some trouble eventually. it's not like we checked the astrology charts to be sure we were soul mates, or even felt love at first sight. we just needed someone to be there. and we were, but now we're not...