Him

5 days later ~

It has been 5 days since I have written about him. 
5 solid days. 
I call that progress. 
He would call it pathetic.

I almost thought that I forgot about him.
I almost wiped my hard drive clean.
Restored it back to factory settings.
My soul runs on iosNew105.
My heart operates on sadness. 
My head is not clear at all when it comes to him.

I didn’t miss him for at least 5,000 heartbeats.
And then I went to Venice Beach and walked those steps again.
The steps that we walked together the very first time that I had ever been there. 
The steps past the weed card place, the skatepark, I thought I saw him.
Maybe I did.
I see him everywhere he isn’t.

Zephyr reminds me of him.
Talks of Z boys and history lessons about Jay Boy Adams. 
The graffiti walls with Yo-Landi Vi$$er art.
It is as if The Universe wanted to rub the Die Antwoord concert we shared 
IN MY FACE.
I fink you freaky and I like you a lot. 
The sand, the surfers, the smell of Krylon in the air.
The soft smell of weed mixed with suntan oil and incense.
Every French Bulldog I see.
He made Venice Beach both heaven and hell for me.