You’re so far from who you once were. It seems reasonable that I should seek you in all that I do. In myself, while I teach myself how to play your old guitar, trying so hard to push my weak fingers against steel strings. I hear you every time that I laugh at a bad joke and feel you when I dance. You are my curly hair, my blue days, and my big teeth. I see you in the mirror, when I am putting makeup on our nose. You are my passion, my rebellion, and my excessive generosity. When I make a new friend, I think of how I admired the way you never knew a stranger. I practice Spanish, because you told me to, and English, because we both love it so. I am not fulfilled by the shadows of you that appear in myself. I keep pursuing you in everyone that I meet and most hopelessly in you.
“Fire and Rain” – James Taylor