When this is over when it's over it's alright.
I miss him.
It's hard. I will make it. I know he's still there for me. 4:00am phone
calls he still picks up. Problems in Portland are done with I'm done
with them. Other people feed off them. Others maybe have the need to
talk of them. I just think to myself I will be gone soon. I'm thankful
for the ones I have in my life that care. It may be only two people but
they care.P.S this thing almost killed me tonight and I was close to
throwing up.
