January 2009
4 posts
168 hours
7 days has felt like 7 years and I’m still not ready to let go. I see him everywhere I turn in that apartment, I can’t stop thinking about everything he has done. I run every motion I can remember him making like a slideshow. I had a dream he was sitting with me in the living room, telling me how proud he is of me that I got into college.
And now all I could ever ask for is 6 months....
I just cried so hard I almsot threw up, but it may have been for all the wrong reasons.
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All I want is a hug. A legitimate hug. One of those hugs that makes you feel comfortable enough to cry in that person’s arms.
I have no idea where my head is at right now, I thought I had everything under control. I feel like I need to be the one person that has enough sanity to get everyone through...
