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Oct. 11th, 2013 | 09:34 pm

God, I miss you. I am so over feeling this sad. Crying every single day, every few hours.
I just want one day where i have a sincere smile or laugh.
I still have all of your things in the same exact place.
I can't even handle the thought of moving your board shorts off the shower rod.
I keep changing my mind about having your pictures everywhere.
Is it helping? making things harder?
I dont know anything anymore.

I just want you to come home.
4 o'clock will never be the same
Fridays will never be the same
the 13th will forever haunt me.

I am so lost.

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