Tuesday, February 9, 2016

Post 2 Vanessa

Today, February 7th, it's been 4 years since the first time I met you. One and a half of those years have been spent without you, and 14 months of them you've been buried. People always say you're in a better place, but I can't help but wish I was there with you. Maybe I wouldn't feel so dead if you were alive.

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