Another year..

I don't know if you'll see this. But I was asked years ago not to contact you, the least I owe you is that much. I think about you often, mostly just to wonder. I wonder if you are driving yet, I wonder if at almost 3 decades of age you've found anyone, if you're driving yet, if so what kind of car, I wonder if you'll ever stop hating me. Truth is that no matter what you may think, I've never stopped loving you. I would like to meet you, I'd like to get to know the man that you've become. Maybe over a burger, or pizza, or whatever. I've quit drinking so I guess having a few beers, or mead, or grog, is sadly out... I just wanted to throw this out there. I let the 8th pass completely before posting this just out of respect for the date, I hope that if you still celebrate the date, that it was good. And if it's not too cliche, "happy birthday"
Maybe before another year passes, we'll get together, at least once. Well.. You know how to contact me, feel free whenever. I hope that you will. But I doubt it.