It is weird how certain smells, sounds, and pictures can transport you back in time.
I found some pictures that I didn’t remember saving. Pictures of you. The whole world seemed to understand that I needed that moment because for all of the shrapnel thrown at me this week, it stopped. Everything stopped.
This is so stupid. Idk why I can’t be over this. I don’t understand why and certainly don’t understand how there could possibly be anything to hold onto. But it is still there.
Your beautiful smile still makes my breath catch. I can still hear your voice. Still hear your laugh.
As the tears start rolling (AGAIN), I walk away from the computer as my daughter tells me to ‘move on already.’ I shut the door to my room and fall apart. I don’t want to remember anymore.
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