2002-10-22T15:20:00.000-07:00

I know I said that I was never gonna write here again...but today, I can't help it. It seems to offer some peace ofmind to put the next bit up here..for everyone to see...Except the one person I want to see it..won't ever be able to..but I know, somewhere in my heart that she knows...and I guess that's what counts but it doesn't make today any easier..neither does the fact I haven't slept for three days...I just want to make it through this day...just let me make it through this day alive...that's all...

One More Day
Diamond Rio

Last night I had a crazy dream....A wish was granted just for me...It could be for anything...
I didn't ask for money...Or a mansion in Malibu...I simply wished, for one more day with you...

Chorus:

One more day...One more time..
One more sunset, maybe I'd be satisfied...
But then again..I know what it would do..
Leave me wishing still, for one more day with you...

First thing I'd do, is pray for time to crawl..Then I'd unplug the telephone...
And keep the T.V. off...
I'd hold you every second...say a million "I love you's"
That's what I'd do, with one more day with you...

Chorus:

One more day...One more time..
One more sunset, maybe I'd be satisfied...
But then again..I know what it would do..
Leave me wishing still, for one more day with you...

Leave me wishing still, for one more day...
Leave me wishing still, for one more day...

...I live everyday..sometime's I'm alright..and then I get to today...and it seems a million more time's worse..all I want to know is why...and how to get through it this time..and every other time..Baby..I miss you more than I could ever put into words...I remember all those times we laughed and smiled and had fun..genuine fun..when nothing seemed complicated and everything was black and white...I see our son every single day and he grows to be more and more like you...his smile and his laugh..its nothing more than a replica of yours...He even has that little hump in his nose like you did..I miss you so much..I've even gone as far as to take the day off of work so I don't have to be around people like this..everyone already knows something's wrong but I won't tell them what and they couldn't possibly ever hope to understand...They talk and I don't listen...they show me and I can't see them because I can't get your face and memories out of my head long enough to do anything..Every second things replay like a movie in the back of my mind and I zone out....I'm doing the best I can with D baby..I am, honest..I know I'm not no where as perfect at it as we thought but I try...you always told me that's what counted..he's going to make you so proud..I know he is..I know because he makes me proud every day of his and my life...He works hard at school, real hard too...he's decided he's going to grow up and be a police officer, like your dad...Can you believe it?...Our son..ours..a police officer..ironic, huh?..Alright well...seeing as I've managed to put myself into a thousand tears and make this out to be some want-to-be conversation between me and you..I'm going to go put in some old movies of you and me...I still got 'em....I love you..I always have and I always will Donna..always...

2002-10-02T12:58:00.000-07:00

Nope..you're not wrong..everything's gone..and will stay that way till Blogger purges it's inactive files.

Welcome To Hell, Vern.