In truth,
I'd love to believe
that he's gone to
a better place,
but
I'm not sure I
believe there's a
better place than here
with us.
A friend of mine came to me for a chat as he lost someone dear to him. I'd have loved to believe that his friend had gone somewhere special, but they were so close that I think that the best place he could of gone was round for a cup of coffee or three.