Though time and space may separate us, you are always in my heart. Once I asked for friendship, and somewhere deep down, I think I was denied. I’ve stopped texting you…which is probably for the best, since effort is (supposed to be) a two way street. It would be up to you to say hello now, and ask to maybe see me, like we’d planned. I can’t do it all, though you have to know how badly I want to.
Maybe I’ll see you December 30th. Wouldn’t that be something? You and me under the same roof, hearing the same music, breathing the same air. Strange.
So many things going on in my life right now. Things one would share with a friend. Someone who knew you better than anyone else. A person who cares for you, and who you care for in return. It would be so easy to talk to you, and maybe hear your voice. It’s been forever. You moved and promised to call me once you settled…I never expected a call, which is good, since I didn’t get one.
I know you don’t read this anymore. I’m sure you stopped caring a long time ago. But this is my blog, and these are my words…as painful as they often are. I need to get it all out, so that someday it won’t feel so…I dunno…empty…without your friendship.
Life is currently being lived, time is always passing…but I remain the same. Stronger definitely, and terminally resilient…but even after all that I am unchanged intrinsically. So just know that I think about you often…and I’m always wishing you well. You know where I’ll be.