Two years ago today, I was sitting in
Rockefeller Center waiting for my headshots to be printed.
I was reading a book of poems by Emily Dickinson.
As the day went on, I began to feel strange.
Like something was wrong. I dismissed
it as me just feeling over sensitive that day.
Though I didn't know it then, my friend Sean had died.
I would learn of his death about ten days later.
When I look back on that day, I know now what
I felt was him leaving this world. Though he is physically gone,
the bond between us has not been broken.
Because Love Never Dies. If any one tells you different,
they are wrong!
This is for Sean. I will love you forever.