boy, you taught me so much. everyone in my life has made an impact on me in one way or another. and yours was just so big.
you taught me how to be a mess. that it was ok to not organize everything. you taught me how to walk with no destination.
i love when we would sit on the rock and smoke a blunt and dip our toes in the cold river. and we would dance barefoot and i would show you my favorite yoga poses.
you could always make me smile when you came over with food. three bags of groceries shortly turned into a three course, candlelit dinner.
i love when we would take our shoes off to walk down the riverfront. remember the time we designed a whole bar and restaurant in the abandoned lot? i loved that. and i loved how we would finish each other's sentences.
you taught me how to see beauty in everyday places. i love that we could sit and discuss a painting for hours. or even a funny nook in the city.
remember those nights when vodka and diddy- 'last night' was our shit?!
i loved how close our sense of humor is. we would always laugh. and when i tell a joke and nobody laughs all i can think is "boo... well my nathan would laugh! he would find this situation amusing."
i loved shopping with you.
you were the first real artist i could call my friend.
i loved sneaking into the cemetery with you on halloween night. and i love that you felt it necessary to scare the shit out of me.
i hated how you would tickle my feet always. but i loved that you didn't even care that i hated it.
and i loved how the city was just a little less lonely with you by my side.
we're losing touch nathan, but you will always be so important to me. you're amazing and i love you.
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I wish I could put into writing that you're the kind of person I look at that way in my life.
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