The etching of a life.

The last sunset.

I’ve missed you before I miss you, and never to have another conversation encompassing laughter.

Songs shared with fondness and sometimes a tear. A heart felt hug and kiss on the cheek. A friend never taken for granted. Many times. The silent hangs.

The banter of improv without filters and judgement. The warmth of a smile. The happiness of seeing you appear and the anticipation of an enjoyable time.

Just one more day that will never be. Sadness without analysis.

A post never to be read by the love it’s about.

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Published by diestl

Freemason and father of two boys and a girl, living in Los Angeles, California. Emerson College Alumni always looking for a new adventure. Eight years of Catholic school, now Taoist leaning trying to be Zen in my journey of life.

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