And i miss you and the things you do...the time we had, the good and bad...the day we met that i can't forget...signed, sincerely, me

break it down, break it down, break it on down...


And i miss you---thanks BTE for leaving it with just 'you' so i may think of whomever i choose...whichever "who" strikes me in that moment...

(i don't know if i used that "whom" correctly...whoever, if that's more grammatically appropriate)

...and think of someone(s)...i indeed do that...

merriamwebster.com tells me that "miss" means: "to discover or feel the absence of"---it's so true...i feel the absense of you...i feel--to have one's sensibilities markedly affected by--it...you affect me...HENCE

and the things you do--the words you write, the thoughts you think, the heart you give, the integrity you maintain, the 'conversations' we have, the conversations we have, the knocking on doors, the rides you give, the smiles you provoke...the list (much like my heart) could go on and on...

the time we had, the good and bad...that's the cool thing...we had some time, we HAVE some time...it's nice...and has there really been bad? i don't know...i don't think so...there's been growth, now that's for sure...bad, though...not for uni--you and i--not for "us" (the dreaded "we") ...it's been good! (and there are 33 enteries of "good" in the online dictionary...you may look them up if you so choose...some are applicable, others not)...it's been a journey...a short one for some of us, a longer one for others of us...no matter...it's been good...the καιρος and the χρονος...

the day we met that i can't forget--well, now this is interesting...there are absolutely few that this applies to...i think i remember about one...it could have been at band practice, the magical bond between keyboard and tamborine...it could have been that i knew you before i met you...and so the meeting was lost...(does it matter, then?)at a basketball game...at a wedding...did you know me before you met me...in a moment designed as an escape from "life" as we daily know it...which "we" am i leaving out...in a basement...on the playground, the four-square "square?"...i remember we played often...in a class, at lunch, a coffeehouse, on a couch...

Signed Sincerely, ---free of dissimulation, marked by genuineness...i don't know that the words above "say" anything or mean anything...but i do hope they do...because that is my intention...friend(s)...my Dear Friend...(s)...i miss you, genuinely, honestly, purely, truly...my sensibilities are markedly affected by the absence of you--but even in your absence--you continue to affect me...it couldn't happen any other way...

me