Today...I listened to one of your songs.
A favorite of mine.
Did you know?
It's been eight days.
Eight days.
Since I've been able to do that.
To bear hearing your voice.
Stand listening to your music.
Eight days.
And since then?
They still have posts and news about you.
On Facebook and the internet.
Did you know that?
We still think about you.
And talk about you.
Remember you.
Feel your loss.
Deeply and profoundly.
And it hurts.
...but...
This pain is different.