Never have I heard a sound I could not accurately describe - until I first listened to your voice after nine o'clock on the telephone as I sat under the stars pretending to lay in your arms one last time. Never was there a picture I could not recreate with words - until I saw your folder of amazing drawings. Never in my life has there been a moment I wanted to remember more - until that night we went to a concert and broke all the rules. And never would I have imagined that it could be so easy for someone to take away my pain or love me more than I have ever loved myself. I hope you can forgive me, but I will never be able to paint you out for the world well enough to do you any justice at all. I love you, babe.
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