In a dream, you were there. It was real. I could almost touch the wrinkles in your skin, images so vivid still. Perhaps the next best thing to being there is knowing where you are. Though I cannot cross the chasm I believe you're moving on. God if you can hear me, take this lump out of my throat. Seems I only laugh in photographs of melting snow, and video. But oh, this is my favorite time of year. At least it used to be when she was here.
It's funny how something as simple as someone saying "I COUDLN'T care less" rather than "I COULD care less" can just brighten up my day, even the slightest bit.