A Tout Alors, Bayba
And so, like most other things in my life, he too has passed. As we lay last night wrapped in one another's arms, strangely platonically, knowing that we had made a decision to try our lives on our own and become better people before we were together again, I watched him sleep and each breath broke my heart into a million different little pieces and he inhaled and put it back exhaled and it broke again. All night. And I awoke with his smell on my skin and I am at work trying to figure out how all the pieces fit together again. He deploys soon and it finally doesn't matter anymore and I wish I could've stopped it from happening and I can't believe I lost my best friend.