You knew me from the second I was born.
But you never really knew me.
And I never really knew you.
What was your favorite color?
What did you think of your life?
Now all I have is the toaster strudels in the morning,
and you throwing me into the swimming pool when I was 7.
All I see is your warm eyes and smile,
and your overflowing heart.
And now that is all I need.
You are loved.
You are greatly missed.
11/12/1941 - 01/19/2014
Jan 26, 2014
Jan 26, 2014 at 10:12 PM UTC
You knew me from the second I was born.
But you never really knew me.
And I never really knew you.
What was your favorite color?
What did you think of your life?
Now all I have is the toaster strudels in the morning,
and you throwing me into the swimming pool when I was 7.
All I see is your warm eyes and smile,
and your overflowing heart.
And now that is all I need.
You are loved.
You are greatly missed.
11/12/1941 - 01/19/2014
P.S. I stole your jacket and flannel from your closet. I wear them and think of you.
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