Soul Sister
So here I am. 5:35pm. On what would be your birthday. And it hurts. It hurts like fucking hell.
I don't stop thinking about you. I don't think I ever could. We had something special, something I don't think I'll ever be able to recreate.
It's the little things that make me think of you. Jordan tweeting. Nick tweeting. NKOTBSB. Finding a fic I had started for you and now regret never fucking finishing. Your IM accounts are still on my buddy list. Always will be. I can't bring myself to take them off.
There's so much I wish you were around for, and I know it sounds like I'm dwelling, but fuck it's only the second birthday of yours we've (I've) had without you. I know it'll get easier someday, and for the most part it has, but it's days like today and April 30th that will always be hard.
Anyway, happy birthday Sara and I hope that wherever you are it's treating you good, with all the hot boy band men you can have.
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