What's the use in crying?
Tonight I signed on to one of my old aim accounts for various reasons, and I realized my contact list was really old and full of people I'd lost contact with or names that people don't use anymore. Then while I was going through my list, I found my Dad's old Aim SN.
And even though he's been dead for several years now, I just couldn't do anything but sit and stare at it for a while, because I know I'll never see that name online again. I'll never be able to talk to him, even if it was just through something as trivial as an instant message.
I guess, I'm never going to be used to the finality of it all. I feel like there are times when I've accept it, and then things like this happen and I feel like all the wounds and regrets are tore up raw again.
. . .Stupid Aim.
And even though he's been dead for several years now, I just couldn't do anything but sit and stare at it for a while, because I know I'll never see that name online again. I'll never be able to talk to him, even if it was just through something as trivial as an instant message.
I guess, I'm never going to be used to the finality of it all. I feel like there are times when I've accept it, and then things like this happen and I feel like all the wounds and regrets are tore up raw again.
. . .Stupid Aim.