i hope that i hugged you.
the last time i saw you, i
really hope that i hugged you.
you've always been one of
my biggest supporters, from
my scheme involving purchasing
pink go-go boots, to my writing,
and to my future.
all i've ever heard from everyone,
since i was much younger, is,
"you're going to change the world."
you were one of those people who
always said that to me.
and now i'm sitting here, letting
the news process in my computer-like
mind — analyzing. analyzing. processing.
processing. updating. updating. —
trying to remember if i hugged you
goodbye or hello that day.
all that i know for sure is that
i will do my best to change
the world as you knew i would.
i will do my best to live the carefree
way that you did — "it's okay, a little
dirt is good for you! it helps your
immune system. don't worry."
even though i never knew you
as well as i should have, i do know
that i will change this world and i
will keep you in the back of my mind
as i do it. maybe i'll even get a pair
of pink go-go boots for you and susie,
and you'll both cackle and shake your
heads from wherever you are,
knowing that you've always been right
about me.
i'll change the world in
my go-go boots,
just for you.
i think that's
just as good
as a hug.
(i think that i did hug you.
there's no way you would
have let me leave without
a hug, anyways. you were
always so full of love.)
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