27 February 2008

When a dear, dear friend dies...

... You think of all the great times that you had together

And the ones you will never, ever have again.

... You cry not for him, because you know that he is already at peace.

You cry for yourself because you were not there for him when he was in pain.

Because you were too busy working. Or "saving the world."

But you were not able to save him.

And you never got to say goodbye.

Bouncey, I'm so, so, so sorry... I hope you do know (and I tried to tell you as best as I could) that I have always loved you. You have always been, and always will be, one of my Top Three. You know that.

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