![Wake, smoke, then chill in the sun =] All’s good](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4l4twePIo1r65u9oo1_r1_1280.jpg)
And as I sit here in the sun, all I think about is you.
Most days are like this now. Every morning I wake from a dream of you, and when I open my eyes, it’s you I see. And for a while I look at you, with your beautiful smile, gazing at me… I smile back. But somewhere in this morning bliss your face begins to fade. And as the last remnants of your smile disappear, the tears have already soaked through everything I’ve known.
Every day starts like the rest. As I lift the heaviness in my head, I know I’ll never be able to numb you out. Every memory of you comes back in everything I see and everything I do. You are there allways, standing next to me, loving me, like you allways did. Even if you are not, even if it’s only in my head.
