For my friend, E

Aug 02, 2012 21:10

"Wow. Richie hit his first home run today. Wasn't that fantastic?" I sigh as I roll over in bed. Your cold pillow, though, offers no response.

Tears burn my eyes as an empty reality surfaces.

Four years since your death and I keep forgetting. Remembering.

"Goodnight, Richard," I softly sigh.
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