I've been thinking about Ben alot today...alot lately.
I think about him everyday really, but I mean dwelling on it....it creeps in whenever it gets quiet. It's been quiet alot lately.
Think about the last time I saw him.
Get confused about which time was the last time...
Don't even know what to think anymore. When I think about or watch something from when I was a kid I can't enjoy it without thinking the last time I saw it he was alive.
Is that how my life will be measured?
Before and after?
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