days turned into weeks
weeks turned into months
and, today,
twelve months make up a year
that you've been gone

i will never forget how
on one of the worst days i'd ever faced
you told me to smile
because you thought i was
"so beautiful when i smiled"
and that i should be happy

you seemed to be the happiest of all
and then it all turned upside down;
we were hurled into a frenzied mess
of confusion and shock and questions...
so many questions
that would remain unanswered

there were so many things that
no one was aware of;
things we couldn't comprehend at the time,

and, to this day, i still can't.

t.m.

your stormy seas
met my calm, rolling waves
and created an unbreakable tide
that washed over me,
and suddenly
i was enveloped in you
without any fear
of drowning

t.m.

Today I woke up and all I wanted with my entire being was for someone to be there next to me to tickle my back.

That's all just someone to tickle my back.

Most days I'm totally okay with being alone but it's moments like this when I crave the company of another.

To be able to call them in the morning and ask them to come over for the day.
                                                                    
And lay in bed all day watching Disney movies wrapped up in each other, exchanging light kisses and inside jokes.

Because there is nothing better than having your back tickled and nothing worse than there being no one to do it.