It’s been 6 years. And I still miss you. I remember listening to silly love on the bus ride to your place. It seemed like the sun was always shining. I don’t remember a time when I was happier. It was the idea of something more- of what was going to come next. We never got the chance. I miss you- so much that it aches. —This clock never seemed so alive
This article appears in Jul 17-23, 2014.