February

Our first date.

Our first kiss.

Our first night together.

I know I shouldn’t be missing you. This year would have been 10 years. And I look back and I think of the good times. Isn’t it funny that when you were in my life every day, I couldn’t remember a good time. And now that you’re gone, those are the times I think of most. I did very well over the new year but February holds a very special place in my heart and that’s why it hurts.