Tuesday, October 17, 2006
What I wanted.
I wanted to write a tribute. But I can't.
I wanted to post his picture. But I can't.
I wanted to bring him back to life. But I can't.
It's been a year. And I miss him. And I don't talk about it. I just drink. And not talk about it. Act like it never happened and pretend that it was for the best. That it was his life and he lived it and loved it and snuffed it.
He was my brother. And I wanted to write a tribute.
But I can't.
Who dat snappin' back? |
I wanted to post his picture. But I can't.
I wanted to bring him back to life. But I can't.
It's been a year. And I miss him. And I don't talk about it. I just drink. And not talk about it. Act like it never happened and pretend that it was for the best. That it was his life and he lived it and loved it and snuffed it.
He was my brother. And I wanted to write a tribute.
But I can't.
