A letter to a friend on Facebook

The names have been changed to protect the innocent:

Courtney,

I've been thinking about you. You and I have an odd relationship. We started dating and my shit with Myra, and your shit with Brad (Brad, right?) got in the way. It happens. So we became something else altogehter. Not sure what it was or what it is and what it will be. But I wanted you to know that you really helped me get beyond lots of things in my life. I remember when we were at a mixer at Spanky's and we were dancing together. Life felt so simple at that time, I hoisted you up and twirled you. All I cared about was that I was too drunk to make you land on your own two feet! Its what I think of when I think of you.

Its odd for me to send that memory to you, but it reminds me of a time when hope was abundant and we could do anything. There are few moments in our lives when life feels so right and so simple. We complicate things. We change things. Life moves on. I'm not sure what trajectory you have with yours and I know that your illness is debilitating. I hate that for you, it stymies your happiness and it kills me to see such a great person feel so much pain. I wish that I could alleviate it, but I no longer have that hope. I'm not a superman, nor a doctor, and I cannot. But do know, that there was a time when I genuinely loved you. Not romantic love, not friendship love, but Love. And that time began at Telula's and continues to this day. You're a great person. I'm glad to have you in my life. Even if we meet all too briefly.

Anyways, I was thinking of you and wanted you to know. Be well, smile. And most of all, know that there is always someone thinking of you.