i am a part of your everyday. we ate breakfast together today. not fancy “went out to eat breakfast” or “a couple times a year we make pancakes breakfast”. just cereal. and i drove you to school this morning. not the airport. while our goodbyes were heartfelt they weren’t burdened with the weight of the last words we would speak in person for an indefinite time. no, my friend, this is very definite. i will see you this afternoon. like brickwork. or climbing rope. our lives are becoming so beautifully intertwined. and in this novel position. we are stronger. and as our lives continue to weave together we become…the tangle.

i love you.