I miss you grandpa
The picture is not mine, it was taken by Hector U. Velazquez. I got it from the website in the bottom right of the picture.
I miss my grandfather. It no longer hurts, its more of an aching feeling that something's missing. I can't talk to him, I can only even think of certain phrases that he used to say. I can still picture him, but his voice... is indistinct now. I hate it. I hate losing him, as if losing him once wasn't enough now I have to lose him again and this time I can't do anything. I can't be at his side I can't be with him again to help me remember. This is too painful. And Auntie Joy I miss you too. It's still as much of a shock that grandpa's not home, but I won't be seeing you in the summer's now either. No trips up from Florida and stays in Nahant. I'm switching my wallet for you. I already had one when you gave yours to me, but, I think I'd like to use yours now. I miss you. I miss you both and just like my memory Sparr's has faded. The store is gone. We have pictures but its not the same. I can't go in and walk up and down the aisles. I can't get a pack of gum there anymore, or eat at the old fashioned soda fountain. All I have are some photos, a shirt and my memories. But the shirt will wear and my memories will fade and all I'll have are some photos which have my name.
I want to go home. I want to see my grandparents and my nana. I want to hug my mom and never let go. I want somebody to lie to me and tell me they'll never leave me.