It’s kinda funny Jane, I’ve missed you so much but never written. TimeHop reminded me of one of our first coffee dates, and my heart sank. I remember that day like it was yesterday, you so wise. I drank up all your words. It’s been hard. I want to text you. I feel guilty I never responded to the last text you sent me. It eats me up. You know I don’t believe religiously, but I just think sometimes you’re watching. The world has changed a lot. And while I wish you could see it, I know you’d be livid. (Sense8 got cancelled.) I’ll write you more. I know you’d tell me not to stress about it. God I miss you.
I'll tell you who Jane was to me. A friend, a confident, a warrior, a believer. I can no longer talk to her or see her. Yet I feel like maybe, in this time of grief, writing letters to her will help. Eventually, maybe I'll ask others to share letters to Jane too. Because I know that her spirit will live on.
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