blackholesunshower

Today is day six. Funeral arrangements are set. This. IS. NOT. HAPPENING.

And I’m lost…. behind… words I’ll never find.

Chris. Where are you? Why did you leave us?

It is Tuesday, and I was supposed to hear your amazing voice just two days from now… and now it’s gone.

My pain…. is self chosen.

Chris. I traveled far and wide to see and hear you. To release myself into the void of musical energy. I have watched you for some time…. more than half my life.

I watched you so much you became immortal. I did not realize that you were not that… you WERE, indeed, human, and that death could overpower you.

I did not take you for granted for this is our time in the universe, however your loss stings.

You were so alive during the Temple of the Dog reunion. I am so thankful to have seen you (twice) and saw you backstage. That is a story for another day. I did notice that you seemed so thin and frail after the Manhattan show…. but you seemed upbeat and happy.

Chris…. 25 years and counting. I love you and will never ever forget your voice. EVER.

Rest in peace my love.

Say Hello to Heaven….