Sometimes I have moments where I
sit down on the couch to watch a movie,
or go out grocery shopping,
or start cooking dinner
and I think to myself,
"I wish Jeff were here."
I have to remember that he's not here yet.
When Jeff first left I would get aching reminders.
"I should call Jeff to hang out."
Oh yeah, he's not here. . .
"I should watch this movie with Jeff."
Oh yeah, he's not here. . .
No worries, I'm over that part of it,
but the feeling of wanting him there for certain events
never quite went away.
Birthdays,
holidays,
and just normal,
boring,
time passing
things.
It's almost like I love him.
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