127 or 4 and 7

My passport is all ready for it's first stamp.127 days to go.I am the happiest I've ever been. why do I miss you B ? I admit in my last contact with S I was harsh ( sorry ) but ....well maybe I am a bit pathetic , tender hearted as Dr. Cooper always says . but in my heart you're still my friend . and I miss you . I miss your supportive unflinching smart as a whip way you always made me feel like I was OK.you made things bearable when Clair died . no closure I suppose, at least not for me . I miss having you in my corner and now everything is round , which , would be a good thing except i feel I am going in circles , searching , chasing shadows of those just out of reach. I think of you and sigh . wonder if you can still feel it.Friendships , real ones are hard to come by . Sometimes I think I was more friend than you were . I miss you , think of you often.Tired of having regrets and wish i could just keep my eyes forward , instead of fighting the urge to glance back at the shadows fading into mist. Y/M/U it was nice while it lasted.thanks for everything and nothing