
Pictures. That's all the past 3 years have been, or that's all I can remember. Pictures. Whenever I think of him, all I can see is pictures. Words and images flash in my imagination. Everywhere I look I see his face. Pictures of him. Everything reminds me of him. Everything Reminds me of the hurt, the devastation he caused. The memories he left me with. I can't forget the pictures, they are all I have left of him, of our relationship. except for our son.All Rights Reserved