Walking around this house I see his things mixed in with mine and the note I wrote him on his birthday still hangs on the fridge. “I love you.” New pictures on my phone of memories we make every day. Just one year ago I never would’ve believed he would be here with me. By that time I had come to terms with thinking he would always be a sweet and sour taste of the past. But now we laugh together on the couch and make dinner with beers. We make plans for the future and look forward to time together. Anywhere is home with him but I love this home we’ve made together in the country with beautiful sunsets and evening walks. Sometimes I still can’t believe I have my best friend back.