It's been two years since I lost the best friend I ever made,my mate,my chum,my china Tim Gray.Biggest,strongest most genuine tough loving old jailbird you could ever hope to be on the good side of.And we didn't have a bad side to each other...it was real brotherly love...I still visit and keep in close touch with his Mom.Now,it's not two years today,it was in September actually...but damn,sometimes I think it hurts even more now.So many things can set me off..songs,people,books..todaI found a stack of letters he wrote me from prison ten years ago..and I couldn't read them. Some people don't get that it can hurt more,to lose a friend ,than family.Well,you choose your friends... I know i'm still here and lucky to be...I almost died the same way Tim did..heroin and booze od'...just,it hurts alot,and I miss him so much..he was the big brother I never had...until I met him. Rest in peace my bud,i'll never have a friend like you again
I have strength to endure,and all the love so pure. why....can't I touch it?