I find myself thinking about him a lot lately. It comes in waves...I will suppress it for a while; let my mind clear itself from the pain of not having him anymore, then it comes again. I try not to let it get to me. I have cried a few times in the past few years. But he is gone, things like this happen, and I do not like it. I never really believed the statement "Only the good die young." Then Shane died, and now I wonder..
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