Well shit...look at the date. No wonder I've been feeling depressed for the past few days. I couldn't figure out why until today.
5 years today....5 long fucking years. I'm not going to lie, I still cry on this day. The day my heart was broken and my world came crashing down. The day that started a multitude of traumatic events. But mostly, the day I lost the only person I felt truly understood me and could put up with my temper, my passion, and my need for companionship.
I will never get over this. Some anniversaries are better than others, but this year, all I can think about is how lost I feel on the track my life is taking and how much I wish she was still here to hold me, run her fingers through my hair and tell me "Its okay, mija. Just follow your heart"
I don't have the pink hair anymore, guela. But you remain in my heart. And you always will.