though i rarely speak about it, thinking (probably quite accurately) that nobody really cares at this point,
i am still rather blue over the absence of your mere presence in my life.
and though i hope to soon not care
[either at all or so deeply]
(lean in so i can whisper sumn to you)
it still sux.
(i threw that in just for the record...)
there's more that i want to write, but life is carrying on. so i think i'll go now.