Author's Note: I'm so sorry that I haven't updated any of my fanfics in a while. (Now if you want to read the details, keep reading. If you could care less, skip over to the next an.) I'm actually only posting this one because I already had it written. Now I'd like to say that it was all because of the Christmas (yes I know I'm politically correct. And damn proud of it) but it's not all true. I am a person who has long term obsession short attention span. It is not a disease but I do have it. I made up the name but trust me; the name fits. I have this thing where I get obsessed over one thing (it varies from movies to music to games to writing and back to TV shows). My obsession lasts for between one day and about a few months. Then, I get bored with it and move on. But don't worry. I have not moved on from writing. I'm trying to get myself back into it and I promise I will post more soon.

Author's Note 2: I have decided that I am going to dedicate this whole story to Lisa, the love of my life. She knows why this is dedicated to her and there is a very good reason. Sweet just remember: every time you're sitting there, wanting to cry, I promise I'll cry with you.

I miss you, miss you so bad
I don't forget you, oh it's so sad
I hope you can hear me
I remember it clearly
The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same

She was gone. It was almost scary how just thinking about that day changed everything, practically threw him into the past, forcing him to relive it over and over again. He remembered Brooke asking him if he felt everything change when he had made the winning shot at a basketball game. Back then, he had no idea what she was talking about. The change. What change? He hadn't felt it then because that wasn't when everything changed. Eight days ago was when the real change had happened. Exactly eight days ago, his mother had died. That was truly when it all changed.

I didn't get around to kiss you
Goodbye on the hand
I wish that I could see you again
I know that I can't
I hope you can hear me,

Cause I remember it clearly
The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same

He didn't get to say goodbye. That was one of the things that killed him the most. He couldn't force himself to look inside the casket during the wake, and now, as he walked alone down the streets with the unemptied rain clouds still overhead, he wished he had. He had Dave, his mother's best friend, and Jenna, his daughter and Luke's best friend, drop him off outside of the small café his mother had owned after promising him that he would be alright.

I had my wake up
Won't you wake up
I keep asking why
And I can't take it
It wasn't fake
It happened, you passed by

He remembered thinking that it was all just a dream that he would soon wake up from. Now he knew that he wasn't sleeping. He was awake and was going to be considered physically healthy after his broken arm and cracked skull had healed which was more than he could say for his mother who, as of one hour and seventeen minutes ago, was buried six feet underground.


Now your gone, now your gone
There you go, there you go
Somewhere I can't bring you back
Now your gone, now your gone
There you go, there you go,
Somewhere your not coming back

She was gone. She was never coming back. He wished he could go up to where she was, find her, and tell her to come back to him. He needed her. He didn't know how to function without her.

The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same no
The day you slipped away
Was the day that I found it won't be the same

I miss you

I miss you, Mom, he thought as he looked up into the full gray clouds, and for the first time in two months, he felt a drop of rain come down from the sky, as if it was his mother telling him the she missed him too.

Author's Note 3 (last one. Promise): this song is "Slipped Away" by Avril Lavigne.