You never stop missing them...

People you love, that you lose. It never gets easier. Every so often, I dream about him, or I talk to someone about him, and I miss him, still. I know it is a stupid thing to say, an obvious thing, but I wish he had never died. I still get sad. Almost 3 years later now, and I still get sad when I think of him, when I think of the funeral, of the burial.

No point to this, other than to just mention that I'm thinking of you, W. Miss you.


Phil Rezanow 26 May 2010 at 12:29 am  

*HUG* He must have been a really good friend.

Kellee 26 May 2010 at 10:32 am  

*great big hug* I'm sorry you've lost someone, hon.

Al_Pal 19 June 2010 at 2:35 pm