Hi Chris.
Been too a long a minute
So I thought I’d write you this.
Even though I still wish we said our goodbyes over a bowl of jollof rice and a keg of palm wine
Then we’d vow a vow to stay together till the end of time.
Time.
How come mine stopped ticking, and yours kept running? On this I’d often ponder.
I make to call you sometimes, but then I’d always remember
Parting is still a bitter sweet sorrow
And truly, no one was ever promised tomorrow.
I love the feel of this one. I also have a Chris that feels lost to time and distance, so this really speaks to me. Such a beautiful letter.
Thank you so very much. There is something about guys named Chris .. special they are.
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