It still hurts…

It took so long for us to be cool

but we got there.

Our family has issues but you were always a shining light.

You cared, you loved, you tried.

Even when the crazy ones hurt you, you tried to love them anyway.

It still hurts.

My sister, my friend, my babies Auntie Ruthie…oh how they love you.

My tears mean I still love you and I always will.

My tears mean part of me still thinks it’s not fair that one of the good ones is gone and yet the nut job is still here.

My smile means I still see and feel you in my life.

It still hurts…because you are gone.




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