Has it been five turns of the calendar already?
Today I wrote a post you’d appreciate. It wasn’t about you, but you always appreciated a good story.
It’s in the annals of unpublished posts. If I don’t let it go live today, I never will.
That’s OK. It’s just between you and me. Like so much.
I still can’t believe I’m doing life without you. Guess I always thought there’d be a sign or dream or something to let me know that invisible string still tangibly ties you to me.
In my prayers, I still thank you for being part of my life. For being part of me.
Cheers to us. To you, S. Always to you.
And a glass-tip to what I don’t remember and to what I’ll never, ever forget.