a memory - one shot

it was dark and cloudy outside, the wind blew hard, and rain started to pour down my window. this type of weather had to be my favourite. i would light candles, put the fireplace on, and cuddle up with my baby, joe. like i said, this type of weather used to be my favourite, now its more of a day when i dont get out of bed because im too tired from crying. his memory still fills my house, my room, my car, my heart. i see his eyes in people that im talking to. i hear his voice when im in a ...
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