have passed since you left us.
Questions, accusations, reprimands and more to follow.
I want to believe that you would be disappointed in the path we have all chosen. I sit alone, lost in a sea of disbelief and angst...the past I know doesn't exist anymore, overcome with a reality people changed to be able to live with their own issues.
Today, I dont want to be me. I would love to go back and share a cup of tea, a laugh, a hug.
Regrets are many, memories are more so, despair is inevitable.
Believe it not I miss you.