i close my eyes.

i want to write about it. but it scares me, more than a little. 

this time of year reminds me of him. 

i miss you. in a strange kind of way. unusual. unexpected. unrelenting. at times, anyway.

but it’s christmas that does it. the weather and the year, coming to an end. empty moments, memories. that’s all. snippets of the past. of what was.

with fondness, yeah, that’s how i see it. 

i miss you. sometimes.

thoughts?

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