Where Are you?
Apr. 26th, 2008 10:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nyykiIt's been almost 23 years now. July 31, 1985, it was. I still remember your long light brown hair, brown eyes, and elfin face. You're what, 40 now? That seems about right. Remember the record store? Remember the trashed house? Our friends joyously diving into the pool after that guy tried to make us leave? The moment we shared together after that, together in a way that words fail to accurately describe.
I still remember. You're still the single greatest mystery in my life. Who are you? What have you been through in these intervening years? Hopefully it hasn't worn you down too much. Hopefully you've been mostly happy.
When I listen to Reasons For Waiting by Jethro Tull on the Stand Up album, it reminds me of you. In fact, music from that time is inextricably linked to you. I also realized today that I wrote something for you too, something I'm rather proud of -- When (not if) we meet, I'll play it for you.
I think we've waited long enough. The thing I find most annoying is that I've lost my sight, so I won't be able to see you when we first meet. Ah, well, I guess that's reason enough for me to find it again.
Actually, I've written about four things about you. I have a "Rock Mini-Opera" written about it, but I can never finish it until I meet you, because I don't know how the story ends yet. Let's finish it together.
"You, so strong, you're there but not there, I can smell your hair."
Know this -- I still love you. I always have. Never stopped loving you. How could I? Of course, once I love someone, I love them forever. But even if that wasn't the case, I could never stop loving you, of all people. The connection is just too strong.
(For most of my friends, this post will make absolutely no sense. It's probably better that way. Don't worry, I'm not losing my mind. Just dealing with some old business, something I can't ever forget this lifetime.)
I still remember. You're still the single greatest mystery in my life. Who are you? What have you been through in these intervening years? Hopefully it hasn't worn you down too much. Hopefully you've been mostly happy.
When I listen to Reasons For Waiting by Jethro Tull on the Stand Up album, it reminds me of you. In fact, music from that time is inextricably linked to you. I also realized today that I wrote something for you too, something I'm rather proud of -- When (not if) we meet, I'll play it for you.
I think we've waited long enough. The thing I find most annoying is that I've lost my sight, so I won't be able to see you when we first meet. Ah, well, I guess that's reason enough for me to find it again.
Actually, I've written about four things about you. I have a "Rock Mini-Opera" written about it, but I can never finish it until I meet you, because I don't know how the story ends yet. Let's finish it together.
"You, so strong, you're there but not there, I can smell your hair."
Know this -- I still love you. I always have. Never stopped loving you. How could I? Of course, once I love someone, I love them forever. But even if that wasn't the case, I could never stop loving you, of all people. The connection is just too strong.
(For most of my friends, this post will make absolutely no sense. It's probably better that way. Don't worry, I'm not losing my mind. Just dealing with some old business, something I can't ever forget this lifetime.)
