I've lost so much and so many - but I'm still hopeful. I'm hopeful about my life and about humanity. I still believe there is more good than bad in this world, if we're brave enough to stare into the light.
I remember you. Every fiber of my being tells me it is not something I would forget, but I do actually, for long stretches of time, when I am trying to focus on practical matters in my life.
There was a motorcycle ride with my hand over your heart. You didn't move it away. That was real...tell me it was real.
I wanted to feel that heart beating because I was overwhelmed at its capacity for love and sacrifice. I'm sorry other people don't see what I see in you.
But I would like to get back to the business of our misadventures again.
You can call me anytime, love....
2:35 p.m. - 2021-10-30
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