Michael Rivers (mikeonline) wrote in immune_ic, @ 2011-12-26 12:33:00 |
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Entry tags: | # 2011 [12] december, kori |
Who: Mike / Kori
What: The note.
Where: Madison Square Garden
When: Backdated to December 25th
Rating: Low
Status: Complete
Kori.
I been sitting here for a while now thinking on what I want to tell you.
I think you know just about everything there is to know about me.
It was true then. It's true now. I ain't never been the type to change much.
I bet you know exactly what's going to be in this letter even though I don't.
I just want to talk to you so bad. Every day -- all five years -- I talked to you in my head,
like you were just next to me. Stupid stuff mostly, like missing pancakes for dinner
and wishing we could've gone down to Tennessee one last time. Thinking on what
things could've been like if none of this happened. We had a good thing going.
I love you.
I know it's stupid as hell, but I always told myself I'd know if something had happened to you, even from
a million miles away. Like I was connected to you. I don't know if that's true, but I know
I would've gone on looking for you till I died.
I'm sorry I didn't start sooner.
I'm real sorry.
But I hope maybe in the next couple years I'll make it up to you.
When I asked for your hand, it was with that promise: I wanted to give you anything you needed.
Everything you needed. All my life.
I still feel that way. And if in the end it turns out you don't need me, that's all right.
I love you anyway.
Still your cowboy.
Merry Christmas --
Mike