I miss you and I love you. In the seven months we knew each other, you became my family, more than my actual blood relatives could ever be. These past few weeks have been terrible without you. I have so much to tell you, so much to say to you from what goes on in my life in my hometown or with my parents or at work and I can't tell you. I can't say everything that I want to say. I pick and choose and most of all, I stifle what I really wanted to tell each of you as I savored the last time I knew I would see you for months--that I do actually, legitimately adore each and every one of you. I can't ever say it to your faces without sounding like a complete and utter sap, but just know that you've changed my life, that I will always remember you, that whatever children or grandchildren I end up having later in life will know your names. They will know every story and groan that I've told it a thousand times, and I know that these jokes we have will still make me laugh as hard as the day they first came into use.

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