The night you left was an ordinary night, but there was a quietness about you before, a glow upon I'd couldn't put a name to, the night before I asked you "what is your hurry", it was as if there were many things you were trying to get accomplished as though you were on a schedule. Now I know... I know you were preparing yourself. For two weeks, I heard you play a song and the hook simply said "I don't want to leave, but I gotta go right now, I'll be back to pick you up later". That has stuck with me, the smile in your eyes, the glow upon your face. Stevie I love you and miss you ALL THE TIME!