Sorry i haven't posted in a while
One year without him, one year with not hearing those three meaningful words, one year without that muscular body in my arms. All those memories of him trapped on replay.
"Babe, don't go please. You can be stronger.........you're not ready for this."
"You think I'm not strong, really thanks! I'm going that's it."
"Fine go but, I'm, I'm going too. Dean i need you. If i lose you, i can't." He threw his muscular arms in defeat. "Baby.......okay, okay you win!"
I hate you i love you i hate that i love you don't want to but i can't put nobody else above you. I hate you i love you i hate that i want you. "Please Dean come home, i need." One year without feeling safe. Then the door clicks.
