January 26, 2013

We know that I could never give you the moon, so I'll make one with cheese, put it in your room; we can lay in your bed and turn off the lights, and talk about what we'll do with all the mice.

SMIF:

I just can't seem to delete you from my heart and mind despite your departure from my life. Someday, somehow, I still imagine being your wife. 

You sort of set a real high bar as far as standards go and all these boys who like me so much don't have a chance, you know.

I still can't believe that you're really just gone. Not being able to love you feels wrong. We never began, so how could it end? I miss you so much, my soul mate, my friend.

k