Naima
My best friend, I have missed you every day, there are little words that can describe the impact of the vacancy that has taken up the space you moulded into my soul for all those years. I miss climbing trees and reckless, senseless joy with you. My passion for adventure will never be the same since you've been gone. I miss snuggling every night, and being rascals by day. It still feels like I lost a vital part of my identity when you left this earth. I felt like a piano looking at sheet music being used for kindling when we started to fade out of each other's lives. Our love was like an anthem, bleeding out like roses blooming in the snow. I'm so sorry we both had to go. You're my stovetop burning away and I'm always trying to turn and say it's fine, that's how it's supposed to be. But as artists between you and me we knew a boiling point was just around the corner. It was always coming. And now I'm here, and you're somewhere, elsewhere, in another room, and ill be able to join you again, soon. I still name flowers after you. I think back to our powerline sunsets. I dream of sleeping in the ferns again, holding hands under the light of our kerosene lamp. I love you Tulsi, hello again from your best friend. Lord, Father above, I wish there were words better aquipt to say how much I miss you, my love.
-Naima
