Thinking of you, too

I work so close to where it all began and I know you’re still there. So many times I intoxicate myself with memories and how differently it could have been with a few changed words and a little more patience. I’ll get lost in a picture of my mind’s eye, one of you and I. Then my heart will still heave when I realise I am in the present, without you in my life. Not a day goes by that I don’t think of you and I want what is best for both of us. —Wishing We Were Friends

This article appears in Jul 19-25, 2012.