- you walked different. slower.
didn't smile as often.
said that juice would leave a funny taste in your mouth.
you couldn't quite move your left side.
dragged your foot slightly.
wanted to pick up a guitar.
said you wanted to be a film maker. then a doctor. and i believed you.
- 'you have to be able to live with the death if you want to be able to love...'
rest and rock now jul.
