I'm here again. I love you. We could have been beautiful together forever. All you had to do was try to communicate what you felt, what you thought, what you needed. I know I shut down and denied communication when we'd had quite a bit to drink, but that didn't mean I didn't want to communicate. It meant I wanted to communicate when we had clear minds. I wish you happiness in whatever it is you do, but I wish it was with me that you're doing it. I love, I miss you, I want you. I can't think of being intimate with anyone but you. If there is a next life, maybe then... maybe then...