Tears are words that my heart can not speak The pain felt are the cracks of my heartbreak not seen Years later and everyday they feel fresh to me as a sunrise not shared
2 years and 4 months ago after three years she told me to pick my things up never to be seen again, I loved her girls like I love my own boys 2 each we have. I shared parts of my life none knows about she shared her secrets too. we read, laughed, cried, and grew together I shared some her toughest moments, when her dog died on mothers day. Made special things for Grace so she could be the coolest preteen on Halloween. Then just like that and suddenly its was done.