When it comes to what is real, and what we want to think for the comforting way it leaves us.....I see Benny in my mind, hundreds of stories and conversations are flooding me in a song here and there I feel her and see her again through these tunes like a REAL angel not one with gold or wings just really beautiful she smiles back at me......... so really music is my powerful release in crying, it feels easier to let the music pull it out of me.....
for I really am hurting and missing my best friend today.
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