February 2012
The 29th.
Four years ago, on this very day, you became my everything.
But you are not anymore.
Finally.
Wherever You Go, There You Are
I used to love to watch him drive. Something about handing over the keys to my Jeep and settling in to the passenger seat, the chance to study his profile unabashedly, made me deeply, profoundly content. I dove into those moments when they came, absorbing their flavor and texture, memorizing every contour, because I knew they would be fleeting, and few. I was right.
He was a serious,...
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