I felt like had died too and they just forgot to bury me.
Lyndsay
19th January 2022
I miss me.
The old me.
The happy me.
The bright me.
The smiling me.
The laughing me.
The gone me.
Lyndsay
19th January 2022
The days will always be brighter because he existed. The nights will always be darker because he's gone and no matter what anybody says about grief and the time healing all wounds, the truth is there are certain sorrows that never fade away until the heart stops beating and the last breath is taken.
Lyndsay
19th January 2022