Day 7…

On the walk to work this morning, I threw on a “sad” playlist on Apple music. Phil Collins’ “Against All Odds” came on and basically, that was the start to my day.

It’s been exactly one week since I last saw him, since I last talked to him. I miss sharing things with him. I miss his advice. I miss the sound of his voice. I miss having a lunch buddy. I miss having a drinking buddy. I miss his face. I miss his smile. I miss his frown.  I miss his sighs. I miss his laugh. I miss the way he nervously bites his nails around me. I miss having someone around who cares about me. I miss being asked questions.

5 more days.