The truth is, Yes, I do need something. I need you to get over your insecurities and let things be as beautiful as they once were. I need you to man up and apologize for the way you handled the situation. I need you to actually treat the wound and not let it scab over with this viral infection. Yet, if none of that works, what I really need, what I truly need, is to turn my heart to stone once more.
A year Later.
I suppose the virus took hold. The infection festered and the limb was discarded. Who am I kiddin' a limb is something you would've considered useful. You had no use for me. I wish things could've been different. I wish that your insecurities were tamed by you. I wish that you and I could have been Jonathan and David. I would've settled to be Jonathan. I wish that, come forty years from now we could've been crotchedy old buds together and not some distant memory in our potholed minds. I wish that my daughter would've had you as an uncle. I wish, I wish, I wish... and yet that's all they are, aren't they? Just wishes.
Good bye David.
A year Later.
I suppose the virus took hold. The infection festered and the limb was discarded. Who am I kiddin' a limb is something you would've considered useful. You had no use for me. I wish things could've been different. I wish that your insecurities were tamed by you. I wish that you and I could have been Jonathan and David. I would've settled to be Jonathan. I wish that, come forty years from now we could've been crotchedy old buds together and not some distant memory in our potholed minds. I wish that my daughter would've had you as an uncle. I wish, I wish, I wish... and yet that's all they are, aren't they? Just wishes.
Good bye David.
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