I have come to wonder, about this net,
this toylike trap that connects our
lives with strings of words. I think
I'm in the grip of some clarity that
God grants the hapless, that hurts
the gut and shatters silly schoolgirl
delusions.

You know, from the begining I was
surprised you talked to me.. or even
remembered my name! YOU talking to
me.. I was so lucky.. You, intelegent
teaser, a heaven of mildness, devilish
engine of mischief, skilled steersman
of excited climates... you simply have
NO idea.. You made me feel so very special.
You made me feel I MATTERED. Such
a favor. The PERFECT gift.

You are in so many ways my redeamer
with your patience, many answers and
offered grace.. you are ever blessed in
my eyes.

What a lonely, peculiar, eccentric scene
i must be.. a girl in the middle of the yard
crying at a computer in the darkness.. I
don't think we should talk any more. I don't
have any more words right now.. I'm sorry ..
I will never forget you.. EVER.

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