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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