DATE: 2/16/2005 05:55:00 AM
Every time the phone has rung early in the morning, I have answered it expecting a certain call.
This morning, it came.
All the times I left work, all the times I rushed over barely dressed, let alone coherent, just to have the chance to hold his hand as he passed...and at 3:20 am, while I slept, he was gone in five minutes.
I can't really say any more. There's too much to say.