Clarity with the help of Type O Negative

I remember a time when Type O was all or most of what I listened to...driving I was thinking and things just come together some times and I was thinking that in a couple days it will be Hank's birthday...he would have been 38 and I still think we would have made it. I am happy me and B aren't together anymore and I still miss my love every day. In our ways, we just worked. I hope beyond hope that he isn't in pain and is safe. I know he didn't really believe in anything but I hope he is at peace. I am finally not angry when I think about him being gone...mostly. I accept that it had to happen and that we were not meant to grow old together. It doesn't mean I still don't wish we could have, I think I said that right. I have to go. I have to get back to living. Sometimes I just need a
Moment or two to fall apart and then pick myself up again...