1632 hours since

by amy sharp


It’s hard to see your name every single day in my google chat list. I want to click it. It’s like a little itch. I want to tell you things like I saw your daughter on the street the other day and she didn’t see me but I saw her and she was so beautiful. Her face looks like yours.  The way she walked. Everything.  I want to tell you that I am crazy and I drink too much wine. I want to tell you that life is the same but so very different since you went away. I think there is a marked line in the dirt of life right now. Before that happened. After that happened. You are goddamn important to this whole thing. I want to tell you that. I want to tell you that. I want to tell you that everything is interconnected. I know it now.