I miss you.

It’s been 6 years since we lost you & I still can’t find the words to describe how much you mean to me. How much I miss you. How much I love you. How often I think of you. How often I want to join you. So much I wish I could tell you. Ask you.

The above image is something I put together, which one day, when I have money & i’m not so scared, I will get tattooed onto myself, somewhere, to be a permanent reminder of everything you meant to me. What you taught me. What i’ve been through.