22 or A Letter to the Woman Who Made Me

Number 22 from The Knockouts

Dear *****,
I’m sorry, but we can’t see each other anymore
It has been a while, and I still get sad sometimes
I’ll catch something in passing walking down the hallways where I live or sitting on a bench and I can’t help it
It may be a little too much to ask now, but how are you?
I wonder if the little sheep I gave you has been devoured yet
I actually laugh about it, I’m guessing India liked it and if not, maybe you kept it safe
I have a little goldfish now
I’m constantly finding friends for it to play with
I guess you could say I’ve started a collection
I was always a big kid at heart
You made me more man than I would like to admit
Actually, I’ll readily admit that, much to the chagrin of other at some times
C’est ce que c’est
That was the best winter I’ve had while in California
I would do it all again in a heartbeat but it would be different
I used to sleep with the scarf you gave me for Christmas for about a month
It reminded me of your hair so much and it was so warm
I would wrap my hands and forearms in it and rest my head against it while I fell asleep
It is yours now
I bought black sheets because sleeping on the red ones just didn’t feel right anymore, pillow cases too
I tried to stop smoking right afterwards but I’m still struggling with that
You are definitely a lot stronger than me
Haha, remember when you punched that hole in my wall?
It got fixed right before I moved out of the shack, I even got back some of my security deposit
I’ve made a couple pieces for you, this is the last one probably
At least that’s what I say now
You were more goddess than muse, and damn me for saying that, but I can’t think of anything else that would qualify you
I had a crush on you since my freshman year
I qualify you as one of “my” Goddesses, haha
Goddess of the Farm is a fitting title
I love you and I will say that until I'm old and grey
When they ask me years from now if someone could reduce me to something singularly myself, I’d say you
I’m a lot stronger now, but I’m still your Skippyjon Jones to my Ellie-Mae
Forever and ever, XXX