I don’t know why today is different.

I don’t know why today I miss him more than yesterday or last month or two years ago.

Maybe it’s because I heard a song today that said something about ‘never looking into those eyes again’ and I’ve been bothered by that all day.

I don’t know.

On days like this, and there have been a few in the past 61/2 years, I just give in to the missing because I can’t do anything about it.

In fact, I’m playing his music on his IPod right now and it just feels right.

 

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