#436423 added June 26, 2006 at 3:30pm Restrictions: None
Ulysses
A dear lover and friend of mine was the star guest of a funeral. A forty-two year old healthy man, a handsome and intelligent healthy man at that. This day is really hard for me. I wish that there could have been something that I could have done to change that one moment of his final destiny. Obviously, there was no way and there he went.
My body couldnt make it to the funeral. I guess it would have been just too much for me. I miss him even though our romantic involvement had been suspended until the next time we met. I miss hearing his voice boom thru my phone with some super crazy ideology.
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