It was hell throwing her stuff away. It was hell a few months afterwards. We had moved into a house. We were going to build a life there. But now it's time to throw it all away.
I wanted to burn it but I didn't. I went around collecting with plastic bags for the lighter stuff. I tried to block her out of my head. Tried. Couldn't get her out of my head.
It's night and now I'm laying on the cold floor. My head feels so hot but when I close my eyes all I see is her green, green eyes. I wish I could just burn this house down and let the smoke carry me far, far away.
when she diwhen she was killed i lost half of me