Laying in the bedroom I can hear the faint ticking of the living room clock, a chill begins to fill the air as I wonder where you could be.
Looking over to the nightstand I see the two of us in the picture and how happy we looked sitting upon a very large rock,
I always hated that picture and wished u would throw it away as it made me look silly.
Crawling over onto your side of the bed I let your scent wash over me,
my eyes begin to tear up as I wonder just how I would survive without you in my life.
I hear the phone ringing in the kitchen where you could be found.
Sitting at the table you had a very sad look on your face and appeared you had been crying for some time.
As I approached you I whispered softly if you were alright ?
After having no response I thought I would comfort you as you sat there humming our favorite song.
However as I lay my hand upon your shoulder I must have been dreaming because like a ghost my hand seemed to have faded as it...