SULLIVAN'S ROOM

It's still hard to go in there,his scent still fills the room even after these months have passed.He's there but he isn't and that just twists me up and sends me spinning.
I miss him and wish he was here.but that's not to be,what is apparent is that I am a sentimental old fuck.
So be it.I'll be sentimental for someone I loved and wish they were here with me...right now.Come on...no?NO?
I guess I'll just sit in Sullivan's room when no one else is around.
It ain't much,but it's something.