You’ll probably read this and think I’m writing about someone else. The truth is, I’m always writing about you. I sprinkle the text with words that’ll twist your path. But you’ve been on my mind a lot. And while you may or may not read this and while you may or may not get this, the truth is I still need you in my life.
And it’s funny. It’s really funny, actually, how much of a coward I am even though I put up this front that I’m not. The urge to move forward only sends me back a few steps. I just thought you should know that you’re still on my mind. And that you are still important in my life no matter where we stand. And nothing can erase the memories we share, the empty moments of idle conversation that we had.
Chapin City Blues 