I cried earlier today and I deeply miss him. Would he be here if I said "yes" or would his fate be an early trip to the grave? I try to let go of this sadness I had for over half my life. I know I can't blame myself or the drunk driver. The songs would come out of no where and the covered up pain shows up once more again. I'm truly trying to find some closure but there isn't a time limit for grief. I wished he never asked me out before he died. That part of me died with him😢