For Whatever Reason

the scab is ripped off, and underneath the wound is still as deep and bloody as ever. Healing is an illusion.

“Well hello baby, tell me how have you been?
We all have missed you, and the way you grin.
The day is necessary every now and then,
for souls to move on, giving life back again.
Fly on, fly on. Fly on my friend – go on, go on and live again
Love again.

Day after day, night after night
Sadness in the air, every minute as the years go passing by
Long look in the mirror, we’ve come face to face
Wishing all the love – we took for granted
Lord we had again.

Life without you,
all the love you’ve passed our way
Angels have waited for so long, now they’ll have their way
Take your place.” – SRV –Life Without You

Missing