| Mar. 30th, 2009 @ 09:25 pm Here is One for You. |
|---|
Current Mood:  grateful
After a while, you'd think that you wouldn't be on my mind just as much as you were the day you left. Nawh, I think about you every single day. I think about you in the morning, when I wake up, as I walk through the halls at school, during class, lunch, after school... on weekends when I'm with my friends.... not a day goes by since the moment you left have I not thought about you.
I'll never forget your laugh, your voice, your sense of humor... The shirt I got to keep of yours, has long been faded of your smell. But I know it. I always will. I still shove my face into it every once in a while. As weird as it sounds. I just miss you. I try to do what I can to vent the pain.
You are what keeps my fear of death away. Whenever I get scared of whats to come, I think of you. I know wherever I go after death, you'll be there, waiting for me. Until then.... I'll continue missing you.
|
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=92.1){kind=small}
justinechief's journal
