i wish i could tell you that forgetting gets easier, but it doesn’t. disremembrance does come faster, but it doesn’t lessen the pain while it lasts. and you still got me, babe. which reminds me::
you confuse me. but spring training is next month and i’ll be traveling between arizona and florida for most of march and i can make time to see (or taste and touch you. because my god you are so fucking hott) next month. or if you prefer, we can remain lovers and friends as we have always been without the confusion of change. its up to you; i love you the same always, my dearest. and you have time to decide, babe -matt