Some days it still breaks my heart knowing I won't get a good morning text from you or know that when I'm on my way home your old beat up red ford flatbed will be parked in my driveway.
My eyes start to water when I think of the blue eyes that kept me sane for our few short months together. I will never again get to hear you say you need a haircut because it was cheaper than therapy.
I completely broke that January morning you left me...us behind. I stood outside at 6a.m. in 6• degree and that's when I realized they were right you can't make a home out of a person.
