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for all of you time being the mostly irrelevent and the very relative thing it is, you'll understand how litle it matters that you know I've been gone for a week, away at a nice night for a white wedding... so a whole week passed without connecting to the net (now I can empathize with dear neb's withdrawal pains (quick, go tell her you love her... go ahead, I'll wait)...
and please send good thoughts or prayers or the best you've got to her and when I got back I found emails and snail mails and notes and tags and... faklempt, truly... maybe some might suggest that it is not so great or healthy that your words mean so much to me, but things mean what they mean and you light up my life... why, you even give me hope to carry on... in fact, you light up my days, and my nights too... with song, even... oh I'm beginning to think that man has never found the words that could express how much you mean to me, that have the right amount of letters, just the right sound that could make you hear, make you see just how much your words mean to me... I cherish you, dammit! yeah, ok, so there's some of the sap of satire in there, but that's just cuz the depth of sincerity is embarrassing you know... I mean, life is not really a Meg Ryan movie, is it?... but if I could I would love you and hug you and squeeze you and wrap you up and put you in my pocket and take you home and keep you with me forever and ever and... well, at least until you had to go to the bathroom or wanted to pick up the take out order for dinner... you really do stretch my smile from ear to ear (beam, yes, I beam) when you leave words... did I say thank you recently? (please accept my cheesy grin and tell me to stop already)... for some it's a hand to hold and some pray for lips to kiss for some it's a dollar bill but for me it's words like this yes I'll take the hand to hold and I'll love the lips to kiss and I can use dollar bills but I treasure words like this so if you are far away and a hand or a hugh or a kiss are things we can not share today at least we have words like this you bless me with words like this so thank you for words like this to the rest of you, well, I can't make you love me if you don't... but I can keep trying...
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I love you all for coming... for reading all these words for every click feels like more love (I know that sounds absurd) if I could only tell you... one thing more tonight I'd say I wish you could come home with me and be my friends for life |