James-isms

I don't really know any of his "James-isms."

With me, he was always sweet.

He was always being charming,

tryin to flex and being cute.

He always spoke fondly of the people in

his life, even when they pissed him off.

With me his "James-isms" was poetry,

and reciting songs.

When we were around each other, I got

"the romantic, suave James" LOL.

(but I guess so did all the girls) :).....

The pouty pink lips, always tryin to make

a move.lol. And the "look into my eyes..."

thinking back, he was soooooo chessey!!!

but that's who he is, was.

I have to catch myself many times, using the

present tense. When I do, it's like crazy.

I miss him soooo much. I've been quite

angry lately.  It's frustrating. Having all the

" Woulds,Coulda, Shoulda" thoughts.

 

Many times I wish I knew the" James"

that he was around his boys and friends.

I always had the pensive, careful, caring

James. Sometimes I would have just love

to fight with him, but I always seem to

easily hurt his feelings, without even trying.

 

James always took life as it came.

I should too. He never quite stopped

for any one reason. Always kept it moving.

I wondered how he could be so strong.....

 

I am happy we can all share our lives

with you, through each other.

I am happy we can learn something

new, and recall something old.

I am happy we can rekindle

memories, and feel them again,

taste them again, smell them again,

live them again...

 

Love
~Kamela