365 Days of Music: Day Seventy-One

Some days, it’s not so bad.  But some mornings, I wake up and it feels impossible to breathe, knowing that I can’t hear your voice booming through a room, your laughter long a balm for my weary soul.

I miss you.  I always will.  With you departed the last of my childhood innocence.  I know nothing is permanent, least of all life, and that no one can stay forever.  But I still wish it, all the same.

Day Seventy-One:  Nobody Has To Stay – Mirah

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