Short reflection on those lost

For some reason tonight I am feeling the deep loss of my good buddy Spencer. I can't say why tonight. It's been a little while since I did some major missing him (as I generally like to be happy). Don't get me wrong, I think about him all the time, but on occasion, tonight being one, I just get really really depressed over it and miss him really bad.

I don't cry. It's not a tough, macho thing where I think it's a sign of weakness, it's just rare that something touches me as to strike a tear. Tonight I'm fighting them back with all my might. It's not a tough, macho thing where I think it's a sign of weakness, I'm just really not in the mood to start balling right now.

Now I need to go to sleep because in the morning I have church. I might just have to let loose and cry myself to sleep, because I won't be able to with my mind so heavy laden.

"Don't you know, it's been too late for a long time."