right now all i'm thinking about is how, just 2 years ago and some hours ... 731 days ... 17,520 hours ... you were here with us. still breathing. still alive. you have been a part of my every day. those 731 days have not gone without thought or memory of you. and it's silly really, i keep expecting to see you walk through the door. i'm almost older than you were now, give me a few months and i will be. that's not supposed to happen. you were supposed to grow older and be a legend. not a headstone. not a sad memory. not a throbbing piece of my heart that dies over and over again every time i see the number 41, or hear 'dirty girl', or think of mr. pinch and those rainy track afternoon.
i can still hear your laugh.
lovelife.
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