January 9th - 25 Years

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and many others.

25 years

I always wonder what you would be like today. Where you would be, and what you would be doing. But instead you are frozen in time to summer phone conversations, and the songs above. Car rides where you scared the crap out of me crossing over Route 60, going too fast, laughing maniacally all the way. I miss your talent, your smile, your laugh (ohh your laugh). I still after all this time wish things could have been different. You had so much to offer the world. You stripped something so important from us, that we can never get back, YOU. I hope i see you again one day. Hear your laugh, and your song.