"i think you're beautiful"
i feel nothing; i feel fine.my piano is fixed and that makes me happy beyond words. i haven't been able to play it for the last 2 years and now i can, now it's like release and the pain flows out through my fingertips like unwritten words like unspoken memories, nevermind the fact that i stumble over the keys because i haven't played in so long.
there's a picture of you in my mind; it's of your hand in mine, and it's of the words i wrote to you: ...hold it and not let go. you never have, and with us it's a commitment, not a feeling. with you i can always be sure of that. i love that about you.
i miss you.