Over the course of the last few months I've come to the conclusion that you're a terrific fuck but kind of a shitty friend. You withhold, you disappear, you alternately confess, then stonewall. All I wanted from you was the opportunity to walk through the possibilities of you and I becoming a we. No grand gestures, no promises, no agenda. Whether I like it or not, you remain in my head. On this beautiful Colorado morning I was walking my mile and a half loop through the neighborhood and Bonnie Raitt was in my head. This is what she sang, and it echoed so much what I feel about you.
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