wHY DOES IT FEEL LIKE YOU ABSOLUTELY CANNOT BE GONE?
yOU ARE SUCH A PART OF ME, SO FAMILIAR. I AM HAVING A HORRIBLE TIME TRYING TO WRAP MY HEAD AND HEART AROUND THE FACT THAT YOU ARE....DEAD?! iTS BIZARRE AND UNTHINKABLE. mY FRANKIE? nO. eVEN AS i AM WRITING THIS, i AM SHAKING MY HEAD, LIKE ...NO...NOPE...UH UH.
i FEEL LIKE i AM WAITING FOR YOU TO WALK IN THE DOOR. lIKE i AM WAITING FOR YOU TO COME HOME, SO i CAN TELL YOU THIS OFF THE WALL STORY, OR SHOW YOU SOMETHING I MADE, OR WROTE, OR SAID....I WANT YOU TO SMILE AT ME IN THAT PROUD WAY, LIKE YOU DID WHEN i DID SOMETHING OR SAID SOMETHING THAT TICKLED YOU....iTS LLIKE LIVING IN LIMBO. YOU CANT BE GONE FRANKIE, YOU CANT BE GONE MY LOVE. I JUST DONT KNOW HOW TO GET THROUGH IT. I KNOW ITS REAL, BUT I STILL FEEL LIKE I CAN CALL YOU. OR YOU WILL COME DOWN THE STAIRS....I MISS YOU SO MUCH, MY BOY. I CAN'T BEAR IT.