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Click hereI miss him the most on holidays
thats when I feel like my life is in disarray
I miss his gifts that come straight from his heart
I miss his smile that lights up a room
those dimples that let him get away with everything
the hole in my heart says I'm now missing something
his sensitivity made him popular with everybody
but it was his intelligence that kept us all captivated
his smile and laugh were infectious
the thoughtfulness that came with him made us fall in love
I think of all the times he used that to his advantage and laugh
my birthday and his birthday aren't the same anymore
nobody who knew him doesn't not remember his birthday hugs
every fiber of my beings aches missing him
I imagine it feels like that for everybody
yet the degrees differ based on knowledge
so how do I really enjoy a holiday again
listen to the birds in the morning and not think
"He probably did this sometimes too"
when will these holidays get better, easier to deal with
how will the pain start to recede, gradually or just vanish
either way I just want it gone
I wish...the longing would disappear
and...the acceptance of his death would show up
but...it hasn't happened in almost two years
so when will it, if ever?