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Date: 16 February 2009 07:42:33
To my oldest and dearest friend,
It's how we operate isn't it? Weeks, months even without a proper catch up, hanging out in the same places but not quite connecting.
My fault.
I heard you call out to me today. An echo in someone else's words, the heartfelt sentiment "May you see yourself as I see you" and I remember you telling me the very same thing some distant time in the past. I think I almost felt you right behind me, close enough to lean my head back on your shoulder, feel your breath on my cheek, and all at once I remembered that your very great love for me won't fail.
The glass I feel I'm walking on won't break.