The 5th Dimension

 Dear Will --

Do you remember the first time we slept together?

It was Friday night, October 22, 1971. We had made love for the first time just the night before and Huldah had given me free tickets to go see the Fifth Dimension at the Half-Asstrodome that Friday and we left after the band sang a few tunes. I remember so well my excitement as we walked down the grassy hill, past the hospital, through the fall night to your apartment.

Did I tell anybody else? Did I call Huldah and tell her I wasn't going to be home?

I don't remember. I don't remember anything but the clear night, the cool smell of changing weather,  and your hand in mine. And your critical and loving nature.

Do you remember the last time we slept together? December 15, 2021.

I miss you so much.

Especially now that  it's February, month of anniversaries - the murder, the suicide, the rape.

I miss you holding me. I miss your skinny body. I even miss your crankiness.

I'm okay with the pain being this intense. I know it will fade.

I miss you
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