loserpumpkin: Sometimes I wish I could send you songs again, like I used to. When a single lyric was enough to bring your name to mind, or when an entire song seemed to have been written to explain everything I felt for you. There was something special about that, hearing a song and immediately thinking of you as if every note had learned the way to the places where I kept your memory. Then I would close my eyes and for a few minutes it felt as though distance did not exist. The music carried me toward you the way the wind carries a leaf across the water, because loving you always felt a little like flying. Not like falling or losing control but like that light and wonderful feeling of discovering that the sky can also be a home and at the same time you were peace. The peace that arrives after a long storm, the comfort of finding a light still on when returning home. The quiet certainty that for a moment everything was exactly where it was meant to be. Perhaps that is why songs still hurt a little, because some of them still find your name hidden between their verses. And for a few moments, when the music fills the room, I can imagine that I am there with you again. Flying and resting at the same time,just as loving you always felt. I love you. Always.