That late Tuesday night I rode my bike to the radio station for your show. I sat there next to you, watching you do your thing. You were so good and I felt so lucky. And as the songs were playing, we’d start dancing around the empty studio. Mmmm.
Just thinking about it makes me smile.
I haven’t mentioned your name in quite a while and that’s probably because I’m not seeing you as often anymore which I would say is a good thing. A very good thing. But just because I don’t bring you up in conversation certainly does not mean I don’t think about you. I think about you a lot, especially today. I don’t know what was so special about today and why my mind kept coming back to you but it did. I guess I miss you. Scratch that - I do miss you. No fuss about it. And a little piece of me hopes you miss me too.
I am almost positive we won’t be seeing each other over the summer because of the way things ended with us but I know it’s for the best. Hopefully when we come together in the fall, things will fall into place. And if they so happen to not fall into place and we never have another real conversation with each other again, then I really hope that that is for the best too.
