searching-stars

The numbers were flashing, over and over, determined to be seen in my unwilling heart. My hands clenched against my will, crushing the note into a squashed little ball. I love you....don't you dare forget that. My breath caught as a sob echoed through my ribs; I could hear the words written in his awful handwriting that I had always gave him so much crap about it. I know it's too late now but I always wanted to take you to the zoo. You always did have that gorgeous grin around animals sweetheart, that and I just know there would have been an ice-cream vendor near-by.....so we would have BOTH enjoyed it :] That vision of me running and po