"Don't forget to read the message on your board!" she reminded me as I was walking her out of my apartment this morning.

"I won't!" was my reply. And to be sure, I wasn't about to forget.

So, she left the building and I closed the door, locking it as I went. I stood up on my toes and peered from the window to catch one last look at her before she disappeared into her car. I missed her already.

I went back into my room and looked at the chalkboard. It read:

I kept going last
night b/c I don't 
care about me, I care
about you. I want 
you to be happy. I love
you Francis.

I was, and am, very, very touched.

I love you too, Jennifer.