Not an anniversary. Not a birthday. So why can’t I stop thinking about him?
Maybe this is why:
I can’t stop crying about this. When am I going to stop crying about this?
Not an anniversary. Not a birthday. So why can’t I stop thinking about him?
Maybe this is why:
I can’t stop crying about this. When am I going to stop crying about this?
probably about the time i stop missing zeke.
or jesse, for that matter.
love you.