we graced the same plain, yet divided by two planes my words stayed the same although yours were an endless door it’s the first of october and boy have i been here before the door, yours and this war in […]
I think about you every day and truly every other minute. I know you go months without the thought of me. It’s weird when you put it together, but today was so bizarre and unexpected. I thought of you and instead of falling deep, I just smiled and laughed. It was everything I’ve been waiting for.
On the first of November of 2013, I wrote: “One day I won’t be in love with you, I’ll just love you and the occasional thought of you might cross my mind, but it’ll be bittersweet.”
And today it finally happened.
Thank God, I thought you had cancer.”
“I have that too.
words by dominic riccitello