It’s days like this that I wish I could just give you a call and see that smile of yours. I’d tell you why I was sad and you would make fun of the people who made me sad, and make goofy faces, just to see me smile. Then we’d go for a drive or to your Dad’s, or we’d go down to the rocks at our beach away from the world, and just talk as if time stood still. But you’re not around anymore, and I miss you. I miss you the most.
