I think the more I smother
myself
into
the pillow she used, to get the last of her scent,
the more I'm just going to want her to be here with me.
Right now, I could really use her. It's times like these
when
I wish I lived two minutes away, or in walking distance to
her house. I just need to be with her. She will make it
better
again. She has her ways. She always makes me smile, even
when I'm in tears and want to just take a blade to my
wrist.
