Facebook can be a blessing and a curse.
This morning I saw that I had a message from a guy who I was very good friends with when I lived in NYC. I had lost touch with him about 18 or 19 years ago.
He sent me a message on Facebook and included a photo of me, and the person I had been with for 5 years, Stephen. We had met in back in 1976. One of the truly greatest loves of my life. We unfortunately just too young and immature for a relationship. It was a relationship that should have never ended. He passed away back in around 1996, after having been sick for some years.
At any rate, in the message I received on Facebook, included was a photo of Steve and I.
It was sort of a dagger through the heart.
People have thought that I have been melancholy this week. I have been a bit. I was crossing the street to the train station on my way home one evening mid-week, and suddenly, for no reason at all. I started to think about Steve, and now this note.
How odd these coincidences in time are.
Not sure how I feel about this guy from my past contacting me. Not so sure how I feel about dreading up the past.