They say time heals all but there's days where everything just reminds me of you and it ******* hurts. There really are no words to describe losing one of your best friends.

You grow up feeling like you're invincible, going through life without looking back, then something like this happens and everything becomes messy. Life goes on but every day keeps passing by and they're not here. They aren't here to see the leaves falling. They aren't here to celebrate another year. I know I must accept loss as a part of life but I keep thinking "you should be here."