Do the dead feel time like the living do?
Do you miss me like I miss you?
I always find myself missing you in new ways
Some hours seem like days
So many things I wish I could say
Oh, if only I had one more day
*Two years today without the man who shaped me into the beautiful creation that I am. I feel him everyday. He lives and works through me*
I cant wait to finish this book! If you or someone in your family or close friends group has suffered from/ with addiction and you would like your perspective or views on it to be published send them my way! I want anyone who reads the book to be able to resonate with someone at some point so i need many different view points. Together we can be the light in someones dark world, i know it. I feel it.
we > me