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Jan 2019
Moments,
Minutes,
Memories,
Thoughts of the days when you were here whisk me away.

Playing catch,
Wandering around the hotels together,
Late night talks over cereal.

I miss it all,
I miss everything we did together.

The memories reply in my mind,
I keep pressing rewind,
“Maybe,”
“Maybe,” I tell myself
“Maybe if I replay it enough,
It’ll seem like your here,
Like I haven’t lost you,
Like you’re still in your car just near,
Like you’re just watching football,
Like you’re going to text me back when I say I love you,
Like you’re just taking mom shopping,
Like you’re just grabbing dinner,
Like you’re just at the softball field umpiring the late game,
Like you’re still in bed snoozing the day away,
Like we’re still a family,
One that’s left less broken than it is now,
A family with a father,
Just maybe,”
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TD  19/F
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