As time goes on and it becomes evident Mikey is not coming back, I get this awful feeling when I look at pictures, and I have to force myself to think back to memories to check and make sure he was real. He's so far away now, and it's hard to hang on. It makes me feel horrible and guilty.
I promise I won't let the world forget you were here, Mike. And I promise I won't let myself forget you were here. I love you always
Submitted:May 28, 2011 Reads: 63 Comments: 6 Likes: 2
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