And it used to be that every night
I’d go to bed thinking of all the guys that didn’t love me
but now I think of the one brother
today is day 3 without you
and although each hour feels like an eternity
I still want people to talk of, love, and miss you
like it is day 1
the deepest desire within
to jump into the filled casket
and never let go or escape
Pain is the fear
of believing it’s real
Today is easier than yesterday. I was sure that the pain would never ease, but maybe my body is just tired of crying. It’s comforting to know that Garth would want me to go back to living life as soon as possible. Or sooner than possible. He lived life to the max and loved every second of it. Something I wish that I could actually do, even though he couldn’t believe me when I said that sometimes I just couldn’t. He didn’t believe in depression, but he believed in family. And it’s a shame that I couldn’t go in place of him.
I love you, Garth.
What did time taste like
when you let it burn down your throat