March 20, 2009

Tarnishing your memory every single day…

To Forest, Brad, Joseph, Enrico, Jill, everyone else:

Every day of my life, I’m spitting in your faces, and I’m sorry. I wish I could admit why, I wish I could come out and say it, but I can’t. Even so, I know that what I’m doing, or thinking, is tarnishing your memory every single day and the guilt I feel is relentless. No matter how hard I work against it, again and again I twist the knife. I wish I could stop myself, but I can’t. If you were still here, maybe I could explain it… maybe I could at least try. But you’re not… and I know that part isn’t my fault, but I know whose fault it is. Everyone thinks I’m doing anything I can to fight against him, and it’s not true. I could be doing so much more.

I’m sorry. I don’t expect forgiveness, but I had to say something.

Submitted by: Chris

posted to Everyone/Everything Else,Friends,Yourself

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