Feb. 26, 2006. I lost my daddy. 9 years but I'm still here, thinking about calling you up. But then I don't remember your number and then I remember you're gone. Elijah and Jazlyn would have adored you. I wish I could see your eyes light up at the sight of your grandchildren. I miss you.
Asking me to separate my love from our friendship, like it was some easy task like splitting black from white. I could no sooner partition out my love for you from me as I could grasp oxygen from water with my bare hands.