i miss how after church he would say,
"wanna go get a beer,' and how,
if you're not catholic,
that probably sounds sacrilegious. and how,
if you aren't catholic,
you gotta admit that probably sounds good.
i miss how he would drop his head, sort of sheepish-like,
when he asked it......as if he knew it was a terrible sin
to mention beer
immediately after the priest says, "the Mass is ended.....go in peace
to love
and serve
the Lord."
i miss the way he would always close his eyes
when he said "the Lord's prayer" and the reason i knew he did is because
i
didn't.
i miss how, if he and i were both sick at the
same time,
how he would get out of bed and ask me, "do you want me to get you
anything?"
i miss probably seven thousand, one hundred, and twenty-two things
about him but you say,
nan. cy!...........
are you really not over him........
yet?
