I went to your grave again today. I don’t know why I’ve done this twice now. I have a hard time when it comes to… Read More »feels like yesterday, and I wish it was
These days feel still, and I find myself lost in fabricated daydreams. I think of you often. The first year without you felt like it… Read More »Always hug ’em for just a little longer
It almost feels disgusting, getting your shit together and actually noticing a difference. My head seems to be a little more clear. I’ve always been… Read More »And that is what it always leads back to.