Oh Spike… there are so many things I could tell you. But most of all I just need you to know that I wasn’t faking any of it. That you made me feel incredible. That I found parts of myself that I had thought I’d lost.
I am not the crafty wordsmith that you are so I’ll leave it to a better writer than I to finish up:
Oh yes
there are worse things than
being alone
but it often takes decades
to realize this
and most often
when you do
it’s too late
and there’s nothing worse
than
too late
– Charles Bukowski —Sid
This article appears in Aug 19-25, 2010.
A screamer, eh?
I wanna know what parts they found!
you shouldn’t just be falling apart… and then abandoning yourself.
I mean, if my left hand fell off, I *think* I’d pick it up and take it with me…