184 days.
That's what Kenzie missed. That's how long it been since anyone has heard her laugh or voice. I miss that the most.
I get angry at the world for not feeling the impact of what they lost. There will never be anyone like her. I get angry at people who can be happy. I'm always sad. Even when I'm happy, I'm just less sad.
There is a constant hurt inside of me. If I let myself think about all of our memories it physically hurts.
Late at night when it's just me awake, I get the urge to call or text her. Just like always. Then I realize she won't answer and I feel so alone. All I want I is her.
It hasn't gotten any easier. The hurt hasn't lessened. I just learned that everyday is going to hurt. Some days hurt more than others. Today is one of those days.
Is it possible to miss someone you've never even met?
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