1 June 2015:
It had been going on 7 years when we arrived
11 years since I showed up and stayed
A broken promise …and heart.
So much has happened since we were together.
That’s when I heard salsa playing over the intercom, your spirit now everywhere. My first memory became the air, all forgiven and ready to begin anew.
It’s been such a long life without you.
30 June 2015:
Thank you for the Gelarti helado. So refreshing on these hot days. Everyday. Remember how we’d say fuck it and run across rooftops instead? Faced heat flashes head-on just to get away from it all, my first memory.
I feel your spirit when I get the urge to fly off that rooftop and be free from it all too.
I want to be free too.
Life feels so empty without you,
My brave, courageous soul.