Thursday, May 16, 2013


I have  a framed photo of Tom on my desk at work.

It reminds me of the happy times the two of us had when he was alive.

It has been 7 months since his passing.

I miss him everyday.

Granted that he won't feel the same about me. If I die, would he be doing the same?

Probably not.

But hey, it's my heart. I have the right to trash it any way I want.

Namaste, With Love.


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