Grief

Sometimes I think about how I am never going to see you again. How you are gone, the way you left, and how you are never coming back. Sometimes it hits me.. and I can't breathe.

7 months today. I just can't.
2012-07-22 @ 02:04:34 / Allmänt - Permalink

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