So I have been thinking alot of Thomas Young alot lately. Don't know why. Maybe it is the small reminders of him everywhere. SOngs on the radio. Marks knuckle tats. I think it is this time of year. He died sometime in May. I think. It is sad that I can't remeber the exact date. I just remeber how and when and where I was when I found out. It is sad that I can't remeber exactly how long ago. Or is it? I am sure if I tried I could figure it out. I will just stick with it is in May though. Less tragic dates to remeber. It is just weird to remeber things that happen. Things that were just everyday acurances things that didn't matter at the moment. Now they are treasures I can unleash and glow about when I speak. The way he was such a tough scary looking guy to everyone. To me he was a big teddy bear. I would bring him sugar free apple pie everytime I cameover. We would watch Grease 2 and sing "Cool Rider" till Robyn wanted to kill us. Kareoke at the mexican bar down the street from his house. Us singing silly duets like "I got You Babe" Him almost murdering a guy that with out getting to graphic and personal. Did me VERY VERY wrong. Yep. That was THomas. This kisses on the forehead as I lay asleep on the couch. His beard tickiling my nose. His lulabys that made me feel like an angel. I have never had anyone treat me like him. Nor would I let anyone else. I guess I will just keep his memories with me. Until we meet again. Or whatever. I am sure he is happy now. Me independent. Not taking shit from so called friends. I wonder what he would think of Mark and I together. We didn't know each other then. We both knew him. *shrugs*
"Deanna one day you will have happiness. Karma came by and told me so." I remeber him saying to me as we sat out side on the porch one day. I laughed and replied. "Karma hates me" He gave me a nuggy and messed up my hair. "Karma hates us all for a while.Until we earn its respect" He opened my zima for me. Never really said anything else. I remeber thinking I wanted to be with a man like him. hehe. I was 18 and so very lost. wow. 18. Seems like forever ago. God knows I am not her anymore.
I also remeber a time we were laying under the stars in the front yard at his old house. He pointed up and said "Look it is you" I looked up and said. "Your nuts" Thomas laughed and pulled me over onto his chest craddling me like a child. "You are the only good thing to come of this mess. You and I we have an unspoken bond." I knew what he ment. We shared alot of silence. Understood silence.
I miss him.