Dancing QueenDear Tom
My boy, my handsome boy. My soft Southern lad. It's your scary Northerner here....
My unlikely friend, my immoral moral compass....
They played Dancing Queen last night. Because that was your funeral song - none of us can hear it now without thinking of you. Bittersweet, but fitting to be remembered always at parties.
You would have liked this one, it was full of fun but elderly lesbians.... all being very bad. Plus a small group of children chasing each other with toy guns.
We would have laughed, as we OWNED the dance floor.
I miss you so much - it wasnt fair that you left us
I love you