smoke and mirrors

in the box is a framed photo that i took in venice, its my favorite and i wanted you to have it. maybe you can use it in your new place...

hmmmm...so what do i say? how do i put into words how i feel about someone i met a year ago, but just had just a week to get to know? would i tell them that i wish they weren't leaving? that there are still so many more nights to spend together, movies to see, songs to dance to? so many more things to say? would i say these things, or would i not...for fear of looking foolish because the time was so short and that someone is leaving and that no words could be said or written to stop them?

i would say to hell with it, life is too short. i believe there are no accidents in life, and when you are lucky enough to have met and spent even a day with someone who makes you laugh, smile, someone who makes you happy when they're around, its a gift. and when someone gives you something, you let them know what it meant to you. and maybe even that it gives you hope again.

when i dropped him off at the airport, his words to me were, "i had fun." i am a fucking idiot for writing these things. i am a big fat romanticizing freak...he's probably sitting at his gate right now, reading it and wondering what the fuck i'm talking about.