If my last post didn’t bring you out of hiding, you must be truly gone.
I miss you so much.
Do you miss me?
Okay, so here I am, saying what’s been hanging unsaid since I put this post up: Yeah, I got no leg to stand on when it comes to being gone. When it comes to letting people down by being gone. When they need you. And you’re gone. I’m gone. I was gone . . .
And you needed me.