For over a month, I've been in complete denial.
Mr. Chewie... my once beloved stranger... is now gone.
what can I possibly ever say?
There is so much history in this,
so much weight to the plot...
that there is really not much I can express
It just bottled up inside me,
like my words completly dried up...
so I guess I'll just walk thru this desert
and keep a smile on my face
cause its the only thing I can do
and I still have the memories