Feb 14, 2005 21:33
dear michael:
i've managed to screw this all up. in the middle of the night i am nostalgic and i imagine that we're still close and that we could find each other. i hate the idea of us drifting and i occasionally let myself miss you. (but you know me, i still talk & act tough.)i've thought of a hundred nice things i could do for you, but i'm mostly to scared or foolish to do them. things are okay, but my life would be fuller with you in it.