69 months to the moment...

2,100 days ago to this day exactly, I didn't want to share this in a Blog but I feel sad; and that is my therapy to get it out of my system... self expression is a way to eviscerate it from your guts ironically... into actuality...

So here is the Day, every month on the 13th, I dread it, yes every month is an anniversary, the Day BOO Died in front of me... I could not believe what I was witnessing but that awful day is recorded, every moment of distress both Hers and mine every frame of every photon I perceived is written into scars on my heart...

it was the worst day of/in my life nothing comes even close... and it has impaired my will like trying to clime a frozen waterfall in every action of the body n mind... not more than an hour passes while awake when I dont spontaneously speak her name...

everywhere we ever went together I relive moments we shared like holograms projected by my Heart.. into the Visual Cortex like magic...

Yes I see dead people, 

and dead people who are 'still living'... like moi...

But most of all My eternal unending yearning and longing is for Her every-time, if I dont see Her in Heaven, I will get a Holy Man to fix it... can you commit suicide in Heaven when you are already dead, that is Double Decker Dead..  hell is a memory you cannot escape from...

I miss You BOO

please abide with me...

'-'