Nine years ago today I lost the most important person. She was my rock.
I miss you.
"I need to kiss you so badly. One of those kisses where I’m pressing against you as much as possible and my hands are in your hair and moving down your back, clutching to you in any way I can, kissing you as deeply as possible and thinking you’re mine, mine mine."
Sometimes the answer is no for a reason, even if we can’t see the reason right away.