I can't get you out of my mind today. I couldn't pinpoint exactly why - it's not as if U2's playing or anything - but there it is.
I miss you sweetheart. I miss being told to listen to this or that song; I miss the way you never mocked me for liking the Jonas Brothers, but merely told me that their music tasted like strawberries and cream; I miss your belief in me.
Well, you were right - I can do sumat other than what is expected of me. I quit my job, got one I enjoy and now spend most of my spare time working on my novel or this blog. I only wish you were here to read it.
You still inspire me - even now - and as long as I write, I'll remember you.