When something bad happens, there is always a point or a particular moment, or a second where it hits you, where it comes crashing like the waves do.
I bought a pair of earrings that I really loved and I picked up my phone-
I saw a dress that I knew you would love and I picked up my phone-
I was ready to take a photo of my lunch and I picked up my phone-
I was on my way home and I picked up my phone-
When everything ended, it didn't hit me, I was stunned but I didn't cry like I thought I would.
Yet those moments when I picked up my phone, it hit me.
