"Music is endless. (...) falling in love countless times with all kinds of music (...) I guess it's just called freedom."
- Jeffrey Scott Buckley
Some nights I still dream with you. With your eyes. Your smile. Your voice.
Some days the pain makes it so hard to simply breathe.
I love you, Jeff. I always did.
And I wish I could say that all this letters are my last goodbye, but I haven't learned yet how to let it all go.
I'll always love you.
I'll see you on the other side, my love.