Friday, September 20, 2013
God, how does one walk this whole journey out?
Some days, it just seems like I see you, some girl with long hair turns her head just like you did and flips up her hair and for a second I see you.
Then a laugh in the distance has a sound like yours and I turn my head...and it hits me all over again...
Some days it is just too much to keep on living. But I do.
It can wreck your mind to imagine it all over again, so don't go there too long, yet I do.
just missing you.
Missing being in Manarola, wanting to sit quietly...watch the waves...
Words don't come as often now, yet they swirl all the time in my heart...waiting to come out. So here are some, to lay on this page, for me to see in print.
Most days are not too bad, yet some days just are...
Today is one, near the time of this 6th anniversary. Full moons, smells of decay in the air. Crickets chirping...memories calling.
You were the absolute best. My dearest friend. My sweet Sarah C.