I go to your closet when I miss you. I go there because all your clothes, your smell, and you are there. you are there because you are still tied to your clothes. your smell, though it is slowly disappearing, is still lingering. all I have to do is walk in your closet and I'm home and you are with me again. I'm home because you are my home, not the walls that protect me from the elements of nature but you. your heart beat though it no longer beats. your smell though it is slowly disappearing never to be renewed again. you are my home and without you I live in a cold world because you took your warmth with you when you left us. I stopped going to your closet when your closet was no longer yours. instead I look to the night sky hoping to see you shining bright up on high. I look for you every where I go. I look for you in the people around me, in myself, in the wind, the sunlight, the moon, the stars, the ocean, the trees. I look for you every where I go because you are with me every where I go. always and forever and for that I am eternally grateful.
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the inner workings of my mind and soul.
De Todothis is literally just a collage of everything I have written placed in one place with photos and music tied into it.
