In case you’ve ever asked yourself how long
A girl can sit and chew a ball-point pen,
Put down some words and then decide they’re wrong
And cross the whole lot out and start again;
In case you’ve wondered how the record stands,
Take it from me (I know because I hold it) –
It’s infinite; it constantly expands.
The truth can change just when you think you’ve told it.
Whatever may have happened to us both
Since I last smiled and waved and said goodnight to you,
Our lives continue growing, and the growth
Makes it impossible for me to write to you.
The Troubling with Keeping in Touch, Sophie Hannah