Today's is Matt's birthday. I miss him. The whole world misses him.
Zeina recently gave me a card she found while visiting his parents that I wrote to him when I was in the 8th grade. It's kind of a crazy thing, reading a letter your own little teenage self wrote.
Anyhow, here's the cover of the card I sent to Matt years ago...
I've never been good at talking about knowing matt and losing him.
I really want to get better at it.
1 comment:
we can talk, anytime. i've seen you cry, but it makes me feel special to know you'll let me see you lose it. i love you, boo.
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