So many moments relived the last ten days, and while the memories of you are never gone, they have been a little more distant, and the memories are more sweet than bitter. I know things will be harder, especially for Madi, on her wedding day, and I know you are omnipresent in our lives, despite the time passing. You hover there, like a quiet cloud, in a beautiful space, in our lives from beyond. AND...damn these last few weeks brought so many emotions, doubts, thoughts, and questions right back. I do not write on here much anymore, yet it would feel disrespectful to not.
I am so sad that another wonderful man felt so little hope that his answer was the same as yours. I know in my heart that neither of you intended this, yet the reality for those of us that remain, is that it feels that way. The questions. The hurt. The confusion. A bit of anger. The sadness. The memories. They are forever more, in our hearts and our minds. I pray Matthew is at peace; the same peace I have prayed for you for well over a decade. I also pray that no one else joins this club.
You were both so loved, respected, needed. Some things just don't change.
always, no matter what.
Wen
It was just another story written on the second page
Underneath the Tiger's football score
It said he was only eighteen, a boy about my age
They found him face down on his bedroom floor
There'll be services on Friday at the Lawrence Funeral Home
Then out on Mooresville highway, they'll lay him 'neath a stone...
How do you get that lonely, how do you hurt that bad
To make you make the call, that havin' no life at all
Is better than the life that you had
How do you feel so empty, you want to let it all go
How do you get that lonely... and nobody know
Did his girlfriend break up with him, did he buy or steal that gun?
Did he lose a fight with drugs or alcohol?
Did his Mom and Daddy forget to say I love you son?
Did no one see the writing on the wall?
I'm not blamin' anybody, we all do the best we can
I know hindsight's 20/20, but I still don't understand...
How do you get that lonely, how do you hurt that bad
To make you make the call, that havin' no life at all
Is better than the life that you had
How do you feel so empty, you want to let it all go
How do you get that lonely... and nobody know
It was just another story printed on the second page
Underneath the Tiger's football score...
Underneath the Tiger's football score
It said he was only eighteen, a boy about my age
They found him face down on his bedroom floor
There'll be services on Friday at the Lawrence Funeral Home
Then out on Mooresville highway, they'll lay him 'neath a stone...
How do you get that lonely, how do you hurt that bad
To make you make the call, that havin' no life at all
Is better than the life that you had
How do you feel so empty, you want to let it all go
How do you get that lonely... and nobody know
Did his girlfriend break up with him, did he buy or steal that gun?
Did he lose a fight with drugs or alcohol?
Did his Mom and Daddy forget to say I love you son?
Did no one see the writing on the wall?
I'm not blamin' anybody, we all do the best we can
I know hindsight's 20/20, but I still don't understand...
How do you get that lonely, how do you hurt that bad
To make you make the call, that havin' no life at all
Is better than the life that you had
How do you feel so empty, you want to let it all go
How do you get that lonely... and nobody know
It was just another story printed on the second page
Underneath the Tiger's football score...