I Miss You

You just can't imagine how sincere I am when I say I miss you. Everything reminds me of you. A song, or picture. A book we meant to read together...I found an old tattered copy of a death in spring for 10 cents. I won't read it. I'll save it for when I see you again, and we have the time to relax, and the forgiveness in our hearts to enjoy the moments. You are my best friend, and I love you immeasurably. I hope we can find that day soon. Hugs Whisper.