No matter how long it's been there are still times when I think of you and suddenly it gets harder to breathe. Then the tears start flowing and I scream out , why Audrey why , God I miss you so much , what happened to my loving caring wife !
Can't find the source easily. "I myself am entirely made of flaws, stitched together with good intentions." Augusten Burroughs “I myself am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions.
And in the morning they shook their pillows violently, hoping all the dreams they lost that night would tumble out. Tiny story by thedustdancest from The Tiny Book of Tiny Stories Volume 2 - Joseph Gordon Levitt