Missing...

[jon_r_meyers]

I'm... I thought I'm over it, as much as one can be over something like this, but these days, I'm really missing Evan.

It's not that something triggered it, but I do.

I miss his wicked smile.

I miss his stories from his past. He had a great way of telling stories.

I miss him honouring the Gods with me. Especially on days like Beltane, Samhain or the Solstices. No one seems to care about those anymore. Wonder if they ever did except for the chance to party.

I miss his embrace. He gave great hugs.

I miss the touch of his knife on my skin, parting it so easily. The pictures he painted on my body that was his canvas. Pictures, to illustrate his stories.

I miss Evan.

I think... I'm gonna go and find the bottle of really good vodka we bought recently.