Good times....remembering them make me sad, make me cry, make me miss you even more, make me hurt because there will never be those times again.
I feel like i should be at a place where I can celebrate you and who you are and what you lived for, and in a way I can but its never without the pain, the crushing, chest pounding, heart breaking searing pain.
Stay in the moment, stay present because then you don't think about anything, you not being here, all the mental head shit, the failures, your boy, being alone, the future, the past...just don't think, don't hurt, carry it for all time.
I don't think i can.
I don't know what to do pie.
I miss you. I love you.
life sucks without you
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