Tagmusings

I wrote an angry post, but that doesn’t help anyone. I know you’re gone, and it’s no one’s fault. I have some trouble reminding myself that, but at least I can write it down. I really wonder what you would have been like. I wonder what your hair would have looked like. It’s a fact that you’d look like me, but you’d have your dad’s eyelashes, because well they’re amazing. I’m tired. I wish I could get past this, but […]