Group Hug

JLB A part of me feels that by writing this I might be jinxing my present situation, which consists of a wonderfully happy marriage and 4 beautiful children. I would never give that up and that must be said. But everyday you enter into my thoughts, and I don’t know if I can ever stop conjuring you up there. Sometimes you are there for just a moment. But there are times I am lost in the rememberance of you. Your voice, your mouth, those hands that knew my topography. Foggy windshield initials and your weird music I adored. Waiting in the rain and foreign hotel clerks. You sang to me and I was in love with you. I still love you in some way, otherwise I would have forgotten you years ago after I saw you last.