Would they realize I was gone? Vanishing, never to be heard from again.
Would they take my leave as an invitation to search, to try to figure out… what happened?
Would they feel my absence? More than physical, more than emotional? Or lack there of…
Would they take my leave as prompted? Something led cause to this, yet they know not what…
Reassure them that I have left so many times, this is but the first time they noticed.
The countless hours spent within
My thoughts
An untold number of wishes
A myriad of dreams
All passed on, by the ones who now take notice
I will return. Time moves strange where we are. The absence noticed by the others, is simply a flicker of recognition
This makes me smile, for they know not where we are.
The others see and mirror the other facets of where we are.
The many sides of the cut gem
Our mind…
Would they realize I was gone? Only if they realized they were too.
Journals Of Enreal 
I notice…but I am always gone…smiles
you know…my head races at times…my mind seems to never stop…but I never can seem to write it out…never as fast as I think it anyways..you write it out so wonderfully…and when I read sometimes…my mind races w/ yours…
btw…I would notice…
I know my friend… thank you for accompanying me on my race… wild ride again. 🙂
I would miss you if you were gone.
I too… your words find me, always
simple and true.
I would notice..and I would miss you terribly..
thank you J… for now it was just a journey in my mind
I loved this… my brain rambles and wonders like this sometimes…
And, the ending… “Would they realize I was gone? Only if they realized they were too.” – was perfect!
I’m long gone baby… looooooong gone…. lol 😉
Thanks for sharing, enreal. =)
Samantha… you saw what I truly meant. thank you for your understanding… perhaps we need to be looong gone to truly relate 😉
Ah the mind is a fascinating thing(or should I say Being). Most times mine is gone and I never know until I return that it was gone, by then the time wont matter but should yours be gone, I would notice and it would matter…
MySoul… interesting… “Being”… that describes it right… wouldn’t it be nice if we were aware of our travels during? instead of the rude reality shock… oh well, thanks for your awareness…