Mikey, I miss you more and more every day. I wish I could say more. But that's the truth, plain and simple. There's an ache in my heart that will never ever go away. And I still have this sense that it isn't real. That you'll be back. I wonder how long I'll feel like that before I finally give up? I wish you'd come back. But you had a purpose, and you fulfilled it, and your time is done. Simple as that. The pianos all still seem so empty without your fingers.
Submitted:May 24, 2011 Reads: 77 Comments: 5 Likes: 2
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