5/22/17

This sucks.

You are no longer with us. Physically.

I want to hunt you down……………….

My grief.. sleeps under my pillow

Startles me awake

Laughs at the thought of my pain

Chris

You left me cold and dry.... like a stone.

Blessed shelter... cold and dark.... hold me near.

I love you.

Thank you.

I hate it. Fuck you all.

Rest in peace... find shelter.....

I just don’t know where to go from here.

I looked forward to Chris. He became my beacon for hope… something to look forward to. Three days from now, I would have seen him live, the next day again.

But these are selfish thoughts. I wanted him for myself. For me. To save me… (spoonman).

Rest in sweet sorrow, Chris. I am mad. But I forgive you. I love you. Sweet Sunshower.

 

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