Conversations with Liz

Dammit, Liz.  You should be here. Thanksgiving is a week away and this time of year is different since you left.   Everything is different.  I’m different.  Life is different.  And if you were here, things would be the same.  I’d have that hilarious/obnoxious spark you loved so much.  I’m not sure if anyone else misses…

Letters to Liz

Liz, Since I’m living for us both, a lot of what I do is because of you.  It’s the only way I can.  You always looked out for me and I hope I won’t let you down now, because I know you’re watching. You always kept your nails painted and looking nice, so this summer…

to my dearest LIZ

    Watching, waiting, until then In every plane flying overhead At night I see you Especially starry nights When nothing’s darker than the sky The air breathes quietly As you pass by Those times When the moon is full, I hear you laughing The way we always did And now Whenever I’m afraid I…