Today marks 15 yrs.
15 yrs of me talking to the sky and hoping that you hear me.
15 yrs of not being able to call you, not hearing your voice, not hearing your laugh, not hugging you.
They say it gets easier, BUT.. they are wrong.
It doesn't get easier, it still hurts, I still cry, I still expect you to be here.
But your not...
I will still talk to you, and about you, I will keep your memory alive as best I can.
I will always love you and miss you.
All my love xoxo
Ena
