That moment when even the person you loved doesn't sleep the same way as they had next to you or even hold you the same way. Your gut knows that things have changed. Why am I even here?

4/13/15

I could be having a great day right up to the point where I let baxter out. However as soon as I see him run in circles to all of your typical hiding spots, I break down. It hurts me to see how he misses you. I wish I could explain it all to him. Just thankful he's not a real boy.