By Bridget O
Date: 2002 Jun 30
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A Bit Of A Story

"If I die and don't come back tonight, you can have my stuff"
I said jokingly, of course I'd come back!
"I don't want your stuff!"
He said hugging me,
"All I want is you"
He kissed me goodbye and I hopped into a station wagon and was off:
Off to the single best night of my life.
The night that I realized what a big part of my life he was.
And how much it would hurt to let him go,
which I did exactly a week later.
And when I came back the next day,
I didn't really tell him what I did that night.
And now, a month later
I truly realize what a huge section of my life he took up
and how hard it is to fill.
You were the only person to ever make me feel that way-
Uncomfortable
but completely loved.
And I'm not sorry.
For doing what I had to do.
Because you recovered.
And it was either I hurt you then
Or you hurt me later.
So I don't know how much I really
" loved"
you in the first place,
even though you loved me.
And I didn't realize how lonely I am sometimes
without you.
Without the best hugger in the world
whose hugs were all mine
B/c you probably don't want to hug me anymore.
I hurt you.
I regret what I had to do.
But I'm not sorry,
NEVER sorry.
Why did I remember all this today?
You might ask,
Because today would have been our anniversary.
So happy anniversary baby.
And if I die tonight, you can't have my stuff.