Day 67….i can still taste the ashes in my mouth. the remnants of my previous life. Forgive me Gloria for destroying what was once ours but I could not bare it. Why should it remain when you are gone, lost to me but forever next to me. My fingers slip through yours but still i cling that you will return to me, for I believe that you are never truly lost as long as you live within me. I will find you. I will find you again.
