Her fragrance of choice is ‘Adventure’

Your eyes; they change color. 
From the brightest blue, like the pond we swam in that day, laughing until we were gasping for air and holding our stomachs. 
Did you get that from your father?

To the deepest green, like the sharp blades of grass on that summer day, pricking our skin as we laid under the tree talking about what the future holds for the two of us. 
Did you get that from your mother?
 

Without you,
my home is empty.

My heart is empty. 

My soul is empty.

You keep me alive.

Your strands of tangled strawberry blonde hair litter the bathroom sink.
Your spilled lipgloss on the counter, coating everything it touches in a sticky, sparkly layer.

"Pure" white finger nail polish left out on the table. The cap stuck to the tiny bottle from lack of use, and the crusty beige nail polish dried underneath. Evidence of a rush makes itself known throughout our home.

It’s crazy how much you can miss someone.
It’s crazy how much you can love someone.
What’s crazy is that you’re the reason I smile everyday. 

I hope you come back soon

to leave another beautiful mess.