“Those were the days when dreams were sweet and life was sweeter still.”

“Its like i was a garden salad with a light vinaigrette and Jackson was a platter of seafood Cajun pasta.Alone we were good.Together we were fantastic.”

“How many days was I like that? Pretending to listen, but not hearing a word? Pretending to care when I hated it all? Pretending to live when I was dying inside?”

“You more than anyone should be in my dreams.”

“He was a character.A character who should still be here. Damn it all to hell.He should still be here.”

“Right and wrongBlack and whiteAnd many shadesOf grayI want color in my lifeColor in my dreams.”

“Memories fall like snowflakes upon my dreams. The snowflakes toss and tumble, each different and yet the same.”