Why can't I stop thinking about where they go to?
I've been to a few funerals over the last few years, it is strange when you've known someone for years, & then they're not around anymore.
The most notable one's were of a guy who I'd known since 4-years-old, from school we used to play golf & snooker together, & a woman from work who I knew very well for many years, used to go out for dinner together, they both were 38-years-old. Both died of cancer.
I still have dreams that they're still around, but I can't stop thinking about where did they go to? & why am I still here mostly tbh, when I'm suffering mentally, & they both were positive thinkers with a lot to look forward too, especially Hannah the woman from work. Doesn't make sense.
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