Sunday, January 18, 2009

Writing.


Photo by me
Location - Central Park maybe.

So I'm writting a book. About her. About everything. I think I need to. Writing it, I think, will sort of help me let it go. Let her go, in a way. Get me out of this bubble I'm in.

I miss her so much. It's been six months now. Almost a year since she was diagnosed again.

I wish this pain would go away.

1 comment:

  1. Ally... I don't know what to say.

    A book would be good... I don't know what to say that will help. But don't try to deal with things yourself. You KNOW that when you need to ramble you can find me and I'll sit there for hours just reading whatever you say. :)

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