The Time Traveler's Wife.

It's hard being left behind. I wait for Henry, not knowing where he is, wondering if he's okay. It's hard to be the one who stays.

I keep myself busy. Time goes faster that way.

I go to sleep alone, and wake up alone. I take walks. I work until I'm tired. I watch the wind play with the trash that's been under the snow all winter.
Everything seems simple until you think about it.
Why is love intensified by absence?

I wait for him.
Each moment that I wait feels like a year, an eternity.
Each moment is as slow and transparent as glass.
Through each moment I can see infinite moments lined up, waiting.
Why has he gone where I cannot follow?
- Clare


I hate to be where she is not, when she is not.
And yet, I am always going, and she cannot follow.
- Henry