one set of prints

where did you go, my friend...really....what is out there? is it better? worse? neither? is it even? i've been in a funk today...started off the day with a lot of driving and had in tunes that reminded me of you. what happened to our time? our plans? there's no wingman anymore...will never be another - i will be flying solo here on out...a lone warrior roaming, wondering, being. Your written thoughts seem to be gone sadly, taken by those who didnt deserve a sentence. But your vocal thoughts will live through those who knew and loved. who were there when they weren't and who will be long after they aren't. i will walk knowing you are walking with me.