Some of us just feel more. That's the blessing. That's the curse. I've never gotten over anything. They all come to see me in my dreams. I lost another dear friend this week. He wasn't allowed to play with me over the last fifteen or twenty years. We would make plans to get together surreptitiously whenever we ran into each other. We both knew it wouldn't happen. Now he will show up in the movies that play in my head when the lights go out.
I hope I'm in somebody's dreams.