i know time heals all wounds. i get that. i'm hurting in ways i cant possibly understand, but i know it will get better eventually.
it's funny, i oscillate from happy to sad. and ya know, it doesnt take much...whether it's a song, a thought, or the absence of a white face at my lunch table.
at one point tonight i thought i caught a glimpse of her face and was going to call out her nickname (chipeeee!) and had to stop myself short because it was her face where tasha's was. but for that brief moment i swore it was her looking at me from the couch.
i'm sure she is everywhere: from the corner where she used to sit, to the area where the sun streamed in where she'd roll and bask, to the slowly falling flakes of snow which will always remind me of getting in my jeep and leaving her behind for good...i know she is somewhere and not just in my heart.
i know time heals all wounds. i get that. i'm hurting in ways i cant possibly understand, but i know it will get better eventually.
it's funny, i oscillate from happy to sad. and ya know, it doesnt take much...whether it's a song, a thought, or the absence of a white face at my lunch table.
at one point tonight i thought i caught a glimpse of her face and was going to call out her nickname (chipeeee!) and had to stop myself short because it was her face where tasha's was. but for that brief moment i swore it was her looking at me from the couch.
i'm sure she is everywhere: from the corner where she used to sit, to the area where the sun streamed in where she'd roll and bask, to the slowly falling flakes of snow which will always remind me of getting in my jeep and leaving her behind for good...i know she is somewhere and not just in my heart.
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