All of the girls came to live with me. We were all grieving, but they knew that I was the closest to you out of all of them. But what they didn't know is that I loved you, more than just a friend. You only had a girlfriend once, and she broke your heart. I didn't want to risk hurting you be telling you.
When I got home I just ran to your room and snuggled into your sheets. Smelling your perfume on the quilt and the pillow. Slowly I cried myself to sleep. I missed you so much it hurt. It's only been 3 days but it feels like a year.
