I still think about all of those times I saw you on the 80 before I ever had the pleasure of meeting you. You are one of the most vibrant and beautiful people on this planet, and I miss seeing you smile. I’m sorry that I was so lost in my own shit that I didn’t fight for you. I still feel excitement in the pit of my stomach when I see pictures of you. I know you deserve the very best, but sometimes I wish that I could have given you what you were looking for. Maybe we can meet up again when I have my head on straight. —Severely Eccentric Anxious Nobody
This article appears in Jul 14-20, 2011.