αγάπη

But it’s there in the stories, or whatever they are.
You can see it. Anybody could if they could look.
I wrote some notes in the margins explaining it.
The rest is in between lines or in the fine print.
First, the feeling of abandonment, then trying to cope.
Then death and hope and the thing itself, waiting for me.
It’s all there in the pages ahead of here. It’s there waiting for you.

Or for me. I’m not sure.

The whole story.