Today in my left Grooveshark walks spread the music of Frank Sinatra, who often accompanies me . One song after another and I smiled as every time I hear it, suddenly, his version of "I'll be seeing you" brought you blow my mind even though I keep thinking of you even one day. I forced back tears as Frank always allowed me to finish the song with a smile and not crying like a year and a half since you left I did by listening in a much more modern.
that day, and ironies of life that sometimes seems to have fun with our tears, this song was played in the background while I'll cry. What were the odds that a chapter any of a number of gringo has it soundtrack while I tried to compose myself and return to my routine after the past few days have given you the "final goodbye". At that point I just wanted to put my heart in a box and sleep sleep sleep until I felt something more than just pain, until my eyes and my voice will recover its shape.
confess that I be prepared to the day he received the news, just not thought it would when I called to ask who wanted to bring you this Thursday that I would visit. The conditional "I would visit" drilling continues and will brain (when you left, had failed to visit you for 2 weeks).
The days, weeks and months passed, tears were spacing and the time your memory started to bring me peace instead of pain, but I can not even spend a day without thinking of you. I installed on my mind and in my heart long before I knew that soon you'd go and you're out there, I hope forever.
For you to lit is true that one is never prepared for such situations as much as you have noticed, though they were already several years of battle. I learned that it is true that the latest hope is lost, because despite what they said doctors and family told me that those times could not speak, something inside me told me I'd rather that you were healing. She was convinced to an almost subconscious that soon we would meet as before, outside a hospital. My sixth (non) sense failed me and so I hardly trust him.
I miss you ever missed anyone in my life, your game is one of the most difficult situations I have lived, if not more. I've never faced anything like that. My grandmothers descanzando years ago, I guess I assumed simply as the "cycle of life" but never thought to witness a life cycle as short as the lottery of fate that you lived. Never thought I'd see one go so cruel to those who shared years of friendship with me, my accomplice, my dearest friend, my confidant.
Were these people you say "can be as good as" always I told you, do not be so noble and always answered all full of compassion "oh poor baby" as I told you, friend, people will take advantage of you! I wanted to teach you to be less good but if I never did, happily. I do not even remember how we become friends being so different, but since we met in the first cycles of the university never parted.
I know when you can see a situation like this "outdated", all in all, I think I handled it well, definitely not at first because it was destroyed, but slowly I returned though Sometimes I break down and miss you and your absence hurts me so much as those first days without you, I speak softly and in this very moment, I call your name hoping for an answer, see our photos, remember our adventures in the Avenida Brasil, I think and I think trying to understand because they're not here but I always give up and all you seem to understand is that this is one of those who never receive responses.
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Frank recorded "I'll be seeing you" many times, but fortunately this was the time I heard this, and I remembered with a smile as which you held until the last day you were with us.
I miss you, I love you and remember you every day. I'm writing this listening to the song that will always be yours but you used to laugh at my musical tastes of old
is definitely a classic when trying to remember or pay tribute to someone who is no longer, but this time, this song is only yours friend.
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