mourning the loss of my band member, hoping he find his way back someday. You're Loved betterdeadguy. I want to know: Your presence is missed beyond anything. And even in my darkest I remember the sound of your voice and strumming of your guitar. My jaded noise was failure to come through for you. My path is seeded with regret. I'm no angel but you were mine. You'll never be able to get me to hate you no matter how hard you try. I may not have always felt wanted but, I felt like I belonged. That should have been enough. I wish it had been easier to see eye to eye.