I joined this page not too long ago as a saving grace to my broken heart and it was exactly that. I met some amazing ppl that prove I was not going through this alone and that every emotion I was feeling didn't make me weak or evil or crazy. I still miss him every second of the day, but for now daily life has kept me extremely busy. My 8-5 job has picked up again and so has my photography so…

"Sometimes I see you standing there Sometimes I feel an angel’s touch Sometimes I feel that I’m so lucky to have had the chance to love this much God gave me a moment’s grace Cause if I’d never seen your face I probably wouldn’t be this way"

"I miss your soft lips I miss your white sheets I miss the scratch of your unshaved face on my cheek And this is so hard ‘cuz I didn’t see That you were the love of my life and it kills me I see your face in strangers on the street I still say your name when I’m talking in my sleep And in the limelight, I play it off fine But I can’t handle it when I turn off my night light"

    ♥  it’s you I want to kiss.

    ♥  the left side is still your side of the bed.

    ♥  your toothbrush is still in the holder. 

    ♥  your razor is in the shower.

    ♥  your clothes are still everywhere.

    ♥  I imagine myself in a white dress, it’s you I’m walking towards to.

    ♥  I dream about being pregnant, it’s you kissing and rubbing my belly.

    ♥  I wanted to say he has his daddy’s eyes.    

    ♥  the last thing you told me…

Febuary 13, 2012

Someone told me the other night I had to realize that I couldn’t hide from the living world or the ghosts would finally get me. But isn’t that what I’m wishing for? To be able to hear you say “I’ll never let anything bad happen to you”, to see your brown eyes and smile, to smell your cologne or even your stinking shoes, and to feel you holding me just one more time, no matter how much it seizes me from this life without you in the process?

It’s…