I didn't think your passing would affect me this much, I guess somehow I knew, I had a hunch, because last time I saw you I told you I loved you and I gave you a hug, maybe somehow I knew it'd be our last one, I remember when I was young, you had a love for your animals your cars and your guns, I remember you herding and feeding the cattle and working in the barn til' the suns down, I also remember you'd run off to the bar and drink until last round, I know some people will only remember your addiction, but people become addicted because they're hurting or something is missing, I didn't know you before you succumbed to your demons, But I know if you could talk right now you'd tell me to get out of my feelings, Stand up straight and be man that's what you'd say, if you saw the tears on my face today, Flannel shirts and cowboy boots, Whenever I see them I'll think of you, I'm glad the pain is over for you, until we meet again I will miss you, I hope you'll miss me too.


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