May 11, 2006 18:13
More often than not, I miss him more. MAy 14th is the day he died. I still cry when I think about him. I miss his smile, I miss his laugh, I miss his warmth and his hugs. I miss our talks. I miss his poems, I miss him.
I see qualities in people that he had and I can't help but think about him. I don't know why I imagine him walking up to me. The first year was pretty bad. I had dreams that he was telling me he wasn't gone and I would wake up crying and sweating. I still dream about him.
Sometimes I wonder what he would be doing right now and if he really was going to move down here. Is he watching down on me now. Does he know how much I miss him? I miss him with all of my soul.
His birthday is coming up on May 31st. He would have been 22. I really hurt over him and miss him sooooo much.
Sometimes I feel empty. I never really knew just how much I loved him and missed him until he was gone.