Last night I saw your cousin amongst our happy band of waifs and strays. I haven't seen him since we met. And, tonight I saw Joy. She doesn't have much time for me, and I haven't seen her for months but she took me to one side to tell me what you'd told her about me. Hearing her words reminded me that it was all real.
I'm sitting in front of my laptop, typing to you, thinking about you, thinking about John Martyn and holding hands.
I fell for you in unexpected moment of madness or vulnerability or something. Something.
There you were. Flawed and temporary, and beautiful.
You made me beautiful.
Those are moments I will never forget.
So, tonight I'm thinking of you a world away, a world apart and I am grateful for whatever that was and wishing you were here, or I were there, or that you were mine.
I wish you well and a Happy Christmas.
I'm sitting in front of my laptop, typing to you, thinking about you, thinking about John Martyn and holding hands.
I fell for you in unexpected moment of madness or vulnerability or something. Something.
There you were. Flawed and temporary, and beautiful.
You made me beautiful.
Those are moments I will never forget.
So, tonight I'm thinking of you a world away, a world apart and I am grateful for whatever that was and wishing you were here, or I were there, or that you were mine.
I wish you well and a Happy Christmas.
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