Pictures of You

Hey you.

I remember you. You may not remember me much, but you are never too far away from my thoughts. A day rarely goes by when I haven’t thought about you a couple times at least. Is that obsessive? Maybe.

It’s not the weird “bunny boiler” kind of obsessive.

I just miss you. It’s been so many years.

So much has changed.

I miss you. I miss you an awful lot.

I’m still here.

Still listening to you. For you.

I owe you a hug. I owe you lots of things.

You left an indelible mark on me – as indelible as the tattoo you had done of the pendant that I gave you. I found that picture last night. It made me smile.

Never fade
Never die
You give me flowers of love

–The Cure, “Bloodflowers”