Hey love, I’m hanging out with your family. And we keep running into places we’ve gone together. We went back to the beach club. It was like a flash back. The smell, I can see the image of us sitting at the bar. You drinking a blue moon and I’m drinking an apple ale. I remember the edm room, where we had just spent today. I remember how wild you would get even though I wasn’t really feeling it. You wouldn’t stop dancing until I danced with you. After that day.. We just danced and danced and I didn’t care who watched. I try not to drink now a days. I miss you so much. And it gets worse every time I do drink. It’s hard to forget about you. It’s hard to move on. It’s hard to be happy alone. What do people do in my position. I don’t feel affection, I don’t feel emotion, I just feel sad sometimes and it’s thinking of you. Half the times it’s happy. I just want to keep it happy. How do you stay happy with memories of someone who doesn’t physically exists in the world anymore.
I should stop venting.