Friday, February 01, 2008

I miss you




















My phenomenal you ..
Some people we write about, some we see, some we talk to, some we miss, some we have with us, in our hearts, really we do. Like emotional armor, they're secretly with us, to make us stronger, so we go on thinking we don't miss them, thinking we'll see them again soon, to go have lunch, to go for a walk, to talk for hours and let the hurt out ..
We think next time we'll break our heart, they'll be at the door, with our filet mignon and a Foreman grill, in case we didn't have one, cupcakes from Magnolia, will make you tea with one ice cube and sit down to listen. We think the next big evening we have, they’ll come over to take you shopping but not before taking you for appetizers at little Brazil and then lunch at Meza grill and then make sure you will get the chance to ask about your favorite chef. We think they’re down the hall, every day, waiting for you to drop by, with coffee, to make fun of the people who bother them and to tell them it will be ok, and to take them out for a beer that you hide in the cold room underneath the bacterial dishes. You think you’ll be there when their cat dies, when yours gets sick, when you feel like cooking Indian food, when you feel like Russian drinks. You think you will never have a Beaujolais nouveau without them, never run away from someone at the mall without them, never try a new hair color a new dress a new path without them … And you let yourself be vulnerable .. Thinking you will never have to cry alone … and you cry for the last time in the wind, in that new dress you never wore again, when you see them leaving and you know you will never be down the hall again .. They will never take care of you when you’re sick, you will never yell at a guy who was rude to them … We will never express absolute disgust with everything and everyone around us again … and we will never dance till the morning hours in the village again …
Some people are just there for you, never judging you, never labeling you, always available when you need them, always willing to understand and forgive and let go .. And when you think you have to, even let you go ..
Amazing in every way they are and more amazing is that they think you are …
I miss you my darling ..

5 comments:

Zee said...

While the text was still trying to come alive on your blog (SLOW INTERNET) I started chuckling at the picture. What a choice, splendid!
Then the words were to b e read, a different mood. Are you on the way to become a wise lady with good and balanced imagery of how things ought to be?
Or maybe you are still a young woman who plowed through morass and sees the essential now.

Mirvat said...

i'm lonely

_z. said...

this is an amazing, heartfelt ode to friendship...
it should be put to music... or just read by you.

Zee said...

you are not lonely, you are torn between this and that

bilbo said...

hey , thats a fantastic pic. Is that you and Mia. The mention of magnolia bakery made me think of her.