Heard this on the way to work this morning.  I've heard it before, but, this morning, it really hit me.  How dare you.  So much of this song is my story, but, fortunately, you are alive.  But, are you really?  I know I appear to be, at least I'm trying to appear to be alive and well.  But, dang it, some days it's just so crazy hard to do.  Just when I think I'm okay, I make the mistake of listening to a song like this.  And THEN, yes, THEN, the very next song is a Lady Antebellum song.  Yes, "that" song.  It's a good thing my vehicle is well-stocked with Kleenex.  I've made those people rich the last couple of years.  Please tell me when this will get better, or IF it will get better.   Not a day goes by that  I don't think about you, miss you, want to yell at you, miss you, need you, need to hear your voice one more time, miss you, and need you now.   UGH, just shoot me.  I've become one of  "them"....those blithering idiots who pine over "him".  Sickening and just plain crazy.