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2010-08-22 00:24:27 (UTC)


The funeral is Monday.

Death makes one reflect on things past... things long gone
from our lives that meant and mean so much to us as

I wake up every morning with a smile, for the briefest moment.

I wake up, every morning, with my head in the past and words
lingering in my ears, said by a person I have not seen face-
to-face since I was 19... It will be five years at the end of

"Hey Beautiful."

I wake expecting to see Him sat on the edge of the bed in
front of me, finishing getting ready for work.

I always was sentimental...

...but I can't help it...

...silly, isn't it?