*SIGH*
Lille wanted me write for her today but just wasn't going to happen. But I know she'll forgive me.
Today is my day to sit and quietly grieve. 17 years and I still miss him as if it just happened. So I'll sit here and cry a little , miss him, and feel a little sorry for myself.
Tomorrow will be better and maybe then the muse will come out and play.
Today is my day to sit and quietly grieve. 17 years and I still miss him as if it just happened. So I'll sit here and cry a little , miss him, and feel a little sorry for myself.
Tomorrow will be better and maybe then the muse will come out and play.