Tina gave me a smile and a hug and told me she had a present for me...and gave me a locket. I look up and she's gone, I ask mom where did she go, and all mom says is, 'she had to get going.' For some reason, I went through a lot of trouble to find the perfect picture of Tina and I put it in the locket and I gave it to mom and cried. That's when I woke up and I was crying for real.
Goddamn I miss Tina. I know why the dream was set a Christmas and her showing up...I mean she died christmas day. You don't have to be a head doc to see that's why I cooked that day up.
I just can't figure out why now. I've done pretty damn good. Sure, every once in a while something will remind me of her and it chokes me up. But fuck, I've never dreamt of her. Fuck that hurt. I still miss my sissy.