Short Stories Of Love (COMPLETED)

Strange

There's nothing worse then that strange feeling you get.
The one you get when your eye catches on a photo of someone you know is gone but it feels like you just found out all over again.
Where you want to eat but just get sick when you try.
Where one glimpse at a photo of them or even just a sudden thought can make your throat tighten up until you can go somewhere to cry for them.
Where you wake up in the morning, frantically searching your phone for some new story or news, or simply a photo.
That feeling you get so deep in your heart where you want more then anything in the world to turn back time.
So that you could hug them for as long as it takes and tell them it will all be just fine and to let you take care of it all.
Some people might say to "get over them, it's not like you could have done anything" but you don't just get over them or that strange feeling.
But you can surround yourself with what's left of them.
Feel their presence in what they've left.
And one day that strange feeling will begin to fade and be turned into a proudness for who they were.
But let yourself mourn first.
Let in that strange feeling.