![]() ![]() But when it comes to Cameron I always want more than I have, would like to be able to take hold of at least one or two more pieces, if only because I'm convinced there are parts of myself hidden inside them. I understand that you can never have the whole picture inevitably, there's stuff you don't know, can't know. Once in a while I feel them right in my hand, real as the present, but usually it's more like I'm grasping for vapor. There are only moments, snapshots, pieces of the puzzle. ![]() Most specific things about Cameron are fuzzy - the day we met, how we got so close, exact words we said to each other. He's a story I want to know from page one. ![]() I want to remember exactly how we became friends in the first place, a definite starting line that I can visit again and again. There are things I want to remember about Cameron Quick that I can't entirely, like the pajamas he wore when he used to sleep over, and his favorite cereal, or how it felt to hold his hand as we walked home from school in third grade. ![]()
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