Just thoughts (about Bev).
Perhaps it’s because I’m here, in the house, alone for much of the day and evening (which is fine with me), but I think of Bev so much of the time, often because of the words to a song, or something that Bev enjoyed, or something that we enjoyed doing together, or – well, a lot of things can set those thoughts into motion. Not just when I’m in the house though; almost anywhere, anytime.
Just now, this song by Labi Siffre:
It’s nice to hear your voice again, I’ve waited all day long. It’s nice to hear you say hello. But very soon it’s time to go.
It’s nice, the way you say my name, the same as when you tell me how you feel. I feel the same way, too. I’m very much in love with you.
In a little over one month, it’ll be two years.
