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.

3 comments:

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  

*HUGS*