STOP

Dear….,

It sure isn’t the same without you around….

But the world will keep turning on its axis and we’ll never see each other again.

You will either live with the weird, or become too attached to the weird; so attached and familiar with it that you become the weird.

The problem is what in actuality is weird and how do we define it?

But like you’ve always said, we can’t have everything we want.

And the world will stop for no one.

I hope you know that no matter how many sunrises or sunsets come and go, I won’t know how to feel differently than how I do when I’m with you.

But my God how I wish it stopped for you.