moonmadness

October 23rd, the worse fucking day.(excuse language ladies) Here is a song Byron taught himself on guitar, introduced me to, had me listen to it, kinda became "our" song. When he died shortly after, I realized this was exactly how he was. Would often tell me of these different worlds, places he would escape too, during his bouts with depression, it really bothered him not being normal (as he put it). [YOUTUBE]http://youtu.be/jhft-xUQ6dw[/YOUTUBE] So it semi plugs a very big hole in my heart thinking thats all he did, was just step thru a door into another world of his.
Thank you all for allowing me to voice some of my feelings here, it has helped.