MOG

So, I had this dream last night of someone who used to be in my life. And I really, truly loved him. And he's been away now for more than twice as long as I even knew him. But I still miss him. I still love him. And I'm fairly sure there is a part of him that still loves me. He was my best friend.

And so, I often sit and think. I thought we had all the time in the world. But now the world is a different place, and I'm a different person, and I know he must be. I think about how things should have been. I hold all these memories up and they bring me this incredible joy and happiness and this terrible sorrow and loss. There is still this hole that just cannot be filled by anyone else.

Here's a song that I do a lot of that thinking to. It seems to fit. It's about memories, it's about loss, and it just sort of carries you along, the way your thoughts tend to when you've retreated into them. And this song is perhaps more about a death, but sometimes losing someone is quite similar. For me it was incredibly sudden, and you're left with all these things you just want to say, you want them to know how much you've grown and you want to know what they'd be like, and you can't hear their voice anymore, and their smile starts to fade, you just want them there one more time to try to hold onto those things. Egghhhh, sigh.

Tomorrow, I promise to be happier and not talk as much. Have a fun day.