Isn’t it scary knowing that any time could be the last time you talk to someone? Always keep that in mind.
And whatever you do, do not romanticize the little things about him. Because every time someone says “OK”, you’ll hear his voice and remember how comforting those two syllables were because he said them so often.
And holding someone else’s hand doesn’t feel right because you miss the way he would move his thumb across the top of your hand while he was holding it.
Because you’ll be sitting at a coffee shop pouring sugar into your coffee and the color will remind you of when his eyes would get a shade darker while his hands travelled down your body.
Because you’ll have dreams about the way he would interrupt your teasing with a kiss, and no matter how hard you try you won’t be able to fall back asleep.
Because sitting silently with anyone else is uncomfortable, but with him you would sit for hours in silence simply listening to his steady breathing.
Because the freckles on another boys arm don’t match up with yours like his did, and you can’t help but think back to when he said that the freckles were a sign he was meant to hold your hand. And suddenly it seems like no one else is meant to hold your hand.
Because you know no one has a laugh quite like his and when you start to forget the way his laughter would ring in your ear, you call him just to hear his voice only to be sent straight to voicemail.
And no matter how many strangers you kiss to try and move on you can’t because no one treats you like he did, and you wonder if you’ll ever find someone who is even a fraction of what he was.
I just wanted someone to make me feel like everything was going to be okay.
One of the hardest things you will ever have to do my dear is grieve the loss of a person who is still alive.


