Without You

It is very scary to be going into my future alone, without you.

Not much has changed around here, nothing ever really does. It's still cold, still wet, still home. I get a lot of stares nowadays, mostly pitiful, some apologetic, others simply confused. I guess they don't really know how to be around me.

There is one person who seems to be blissfully unaware of what happened this summer. He's new in town, from the west coast somewhere. I don't know much about him other than he likes to read and doesn't fit in. He is kind of an enigma, kind of like you.

I will try to visit every day, I cross my heart. I miss you, Jasper. I love you.