It's more of the same. Today was a bad day. I drove past your work 3 times. Your house twice and your meeting once. I went for a walk on your trail, hoping I'd run into you. I was hoping your be out there doing a little reflecting. I have this feeling tonight was the night you were getting your 5 year cake. Funny because I'd pictured this occassion often. I was watching you and your girls from the back of the room, just smiling. I'd like to say I'm proud of you, but I don't feel I have the right. I wasn't with you through the nitty gritty. But I'm glad you didn't end it like so many do. The world is truely a better place with you in it.
On the trail I was trying to figure out why I wanted to see you so bad. What is it that I want you to know? That I miss you? I'm sure you know that. And for what purpose would you need to know that. I miss having somebody in my life that likes to talk about spirituality. I miss the excitement that was between us. I miss the ENERGY that was between us. The thought that that might never exsist again is too much to bear.
Goodnight my love.