my dear friend......

i suppose i've burned my bridges with you. i've sent some pretty awful stuff your way. 10 years ago i would have thought i could fix this with "I'm really sorry"....... that it'd be enough for me to feel comforted in at least i'd tried to do something to fix it....... now, at 33, i'm beginning to understand a little more about truely being sorry and how important 'good' friends are in my life......

a 'good' friend to me is someone who makes me smile.......
... someone who doesn't try to fix my world (not blantantly anyway)....
... someone who i can count on to return my phone calls, emails or letters.....
... someone like you - who doesn't know me from Adam but still talks to me like i was/am an intelligent human being...

i miss you.......... i hope you've just been busy and that you didn't write me off as some whining, wondering bitch....  i hope that somewhere you wonder if i'm ok.  i constantly come to this place to find you........ i get bits and pieces - obviously wanting more but settling for what you throw out to me.

i hope you are well...... you are on my mind more than you know.

kisses from me........ (instead of "i'm really sorry")
 j

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