by Sweeter
Hard to pick a favorite of your writing but this is way way up there. Way up. Glad I stumbled across it. After a bit of writers block, you may have inspired me.
Sometimes I get really tired of pretending I don't miss you. The more I meet new people the more I am reminded of something better I already had.
I can still fall into that same fog. I can put myself back there and I brake into a great big smile. I thought this was supposed to stop happening, I thought it was supposed to fade.
I'm so glad it hasn't.
Always.
I can't change our reality but I can be with you anytime in my mind. Wish I could hear your laugh, though.
Yours.