Dear you,

I know I've only known you for a few short months. But I've been watching you and thinking about you.

I've never told this to anyone before, but I think that for the first time, I'm in love.

I love you. You are kind and gentle and honest. Your blue eyes and raspy voice won't leave my mind.

You said you wanted to sing like you were taking out the trash. I think we share the sentimentality that there is a cathartic beauty in the banality of surviving. I don't need to show off when I sing either.

But now I just don't understand why you are leaving. I wanted so much for you to know me like I know you.

I wake up and you are not there. My heart hurts without you here. And I can't understand where you are going.

Thank you.

Me

[submitted 04/16/02]