There were so many people in the house - my house. People of my own imagination whom I've never met before yet we talked like we've known each other for centuries. Time must have flown by cause we weren't 16 year old teenage brats but married adults of our late 20s.
Just last night, there were two funerals. One of someone I wasn't familiar with and one of his grandmother. I can still remember his face clearly. His tear glands were on overdrive, his face all red from crying.
Scenes from of the rest of the night was a blur.
The next morning, close family members and friends were in the kitchen preparing for breakfast. I was wiping dishes with his wife. Then, he walked into the room. He squeezed my hand, kissed me on the cheek and said,
"Hello darl, how are you?"
....just like old times.
jue*and momma i've been crying cause things aren't how they used to be.
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