A letter

Oh humble blogosphere, have I offended thee?

You don't call any more, and it's been months since your last letter.

I'd all but forgotten about you, even found a new mistress.

But it was never like it was with you - I wrapped things up after 21,000 little words, and then I left without so much as a note.

I need you back.

What if we just went back to the way things were? I'd cut my hair like I used to, and wear that old t shirt you bought for me. You know the one.

We just need to spend more time together.

For a while, after we split, I didn't have much time for anything. But then I put on a Neutral Milk Hotel record - In the Aeroplane Over the Sea - and it made me remember how much I loved having you around. Just to talk to. You always were a great listener.

I felt deeply in touch with something inside me. I think it was my soul. The music and words sounded so awkward, but in some beautiful and undeniably potent way, it all just fit. As Aeroplane played, I was the only person in the world, but I wasn't afraid. I was just relieved and elated.

I thought you might like to hear about it, that's all.

I understand if you don't want to talk anymore, but please give us - me - another chance. We had something pretty special didn't we? I promise I'll check in everyday.

I love you.

J x