today marks the second time, this year, that i've lost family. i will not wear black, not because of his imperfection, but because he was happy and he smiled while he lived.
this man taught me to eat dessert before a meal, so that, if i happened to be full after said meal, i wouldn't go without dessert.
this man and i shared a love of the water.
this man smiled like the light, surrounded by people that would take advantage of him.
this man's machismo reflected his place in history, in time itself, but i'd seen his tears, and this meant a great deal to me.
this man was a proud and sarcastic wise-ass, very unlike myself.
this man was misunderstood for decades. his story was misquoted without his knowing, without his being there to rewrite it, and so i write this because i love him, and i know better. i don't think there will be a huge service in his honor, with family traveling to see his calm and featureless face. what he wants won't be done...he'll be returned to the earth, rather than to the winds, and in a place far away from where he'd expressed he'd rather be.
but again, he was happy and he smiled while he lived. what happens now is more us than them - the dead do not care where they sleep, nor to where they scatter. but i'll preserve the memory.
i love you,
your "john lennon" <3
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