26 years
Hit me that it’s been 26 years. That’s a long time to hold on to an idea, a dream really. Things are so different now. We’re friends and I’ve never once tried to take it a step further cause there’s nothing in me that tells me she feels anything more than friendship. There’s nothing that gives me hope. But at the same
Time I don’t know if that’s what I’m looking for. We hold hands. We hug. We cuddle but that’s only when we’re in the same city. Usually we just have idle chatter and check ins. 80% of the time it’s enough 20% it hurts. Maybe it’s 20/80 I don’t know. Right now though I’m sitting here and the music that’s on the HomePod is reminding me of 26 years of longing and heart ache.