I'm afraid you may want to live
without it. You should do that any
way, don't you think? It's your life.
If this is what you waited for,
you might want to reconsider
your position in the world. You're
just as much not like everyone
else as me. The thing we have in
common is all of this and that's
a poor joke or a rich mystery
or both. So if this is what
you waited for, I'm sorry, please
forgive me, and know that I do
love you. As much as love is the
answer, it's not much help when it
comes to saying things like goodbye,
or out of curiosity,
hello. That's not exactly what
I meant. That's not what I wanted
to say. I mean, it's close. So very
close, but far enough away
as to not really matter. If
this is what you waited for, then
go home, have some wine, read a book,
plant some flowers, call a friend, take
a deep breath and let it all out
again slowly. If this is what
you waited for, it's maybe all
there was inside. I wanted there to be
more than just an envelope. Those
petals must have all fallen out
somewhere along the winding road.