We will become silhouettes
Dear Paul,
I thought of you today.
I was driving in my car, as I often did when we were friends, and listening to U2 on the radio. I remembered some things - I remembered that I used to be 17, and I used to be unpleasantly infatuated with you. You knew, but you didn't mind. You were flattered. It didn't matter that you liked boys, because above all, you liked attention. So you liked me.
I used to skip first period french class and drive around Northern Virginia, and drink coffee. While I did this, I'd dream about the things I wanted most to have - friendships with comedians (you in particular), and with Doug Wallace. I'd dream of being happy. Now I have those things. I have a car to drive, and there have been many, many cups of coffee. And most of the time, I'm happy.
I have everything I ever wanted when I was 17, but now I see that the world has more to offer. I think you always knew that. I hope you found what you were looking for.
xx
M
I thought of you today.
I was driving in my car, as I often did when we were friends, and listening to U2 on the radio. I remembered some things - I remembered that I used to be 17, and I used to be unpleasantly infatuated with you. You knew, but you didn't mind. You were flattered. It didn't matter that you liked boys, because above all, you liked attention. So you liked me.
I used to skip first period french class and drive around Northern Virginia, and drink coffee. While I did this, I'd dream about the things I wanted most to have - friendships with comedians (you in particular), and with Doug Wallace. I'd dream of being happy. Now I have those things. I have a car to drive, and there have been many, many cups of coffee. And most of the time, I'm happy.
I have everything I ever wanted when I was 17, but now I see that the world has more to offer. I think you always knew that. I hope you found what you were looking for.
xx
M