I hope you still have the shell necklace I made you.
I thought of you when I heard a song about St. Augustine —
I thought of you out in the ocean,
When I went surfing.
I look through all of our pictures
Over and Over again, to smile and cry —
Looking at your eyes.
I wish I was wearing your warm plaid shirt
Blue and black, your scent around me —
The best smell in the world.
I remember when we went to the park together –
You read Herodotus and I read Plato.
Just wanted to tell you I’m sorry
And I hope you kept the shell necklace I made you.