Or Try To Dream of someone who is gone, someone you loved so much?
For some reason tonight, I was suddenly taken aback and was crying over one of the people whom I loved so much. Her name was Susan. She was, and is, even in death, my dearest friend, my heart of hearts. She was a year younger than I am. She was not supposed to die. She was everything I wasn't. She was so bright, so smart, so articulate.
If I were the one who was gone, she would have the words,she would have the poetry of loss.
We met a long time ago and you could count on both hands the number of days we actually spent together. Our love and friendship spanned years and miles, but it was always deep and caring.
I want to dream of her, I want to hear her voice in my sleep. I want to know that we are still connected. I want her to still be here on some level because I need her.
Susan has been gone for several years...I just find myself wanting and trying to call her at times and then I am brought up short . I cannot call her on the phone any more.
I love you my friend of friends beyond all that is, beyond belief. You gave me so much.