Yes I do! In all Honesty I always have. Looking in places I thought you might be. Searching...Always searching...Not a day went by I didn't think "I wonder what she's doing, I wonder where she is". For some odd reason you always drove our car. I always rode shotgun. You never wanted to pay tolls either! I remember your beautiful white bikini, and how I would marvel at the tone of your skin in the sun, bronze, and glistening in the bright light of the sun that could not outshine you. I remember your swatch watch, your nimble fingers and how fantastic your nails looked when painted burgundy.
Where you were all these years I do not know, but I want to! I love our talks like you can't imagine. The Picture to the right was painted by Andy Warhol in 1984 Three full years before we met and yet here it is as a symbol of how I felt then , and now. 25 years later and I love you as much now as I did then, maybe more. Yes More!
I know i slack from time to time in writing here but when I do I make certain one thing rings true! I love you!