I had to do it.
Why, I don’t know, really.
I had to open that last picture
I shouldn’t have kept it
It’s there in the file, easily accessed
What is it about not letting go
You only hurt yourself
Looking at those pictures
Thinking
Torturing yourself with memories
Why do we do it?
Thinking about him never stops
But seeing his face is another matter
That face you love
That face you want to hold in your hands
Those eyes you can’t forget.
Why can’t I forget
Why do I look at the picture, again?
The Bag Lady 
I keep an old cell phone active because it has a recording of my dad’s voice on it. It’s been 11 years and I still miss him each and every day.
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It took me ages to look at photos after my dad passed, my mum has a recording of him singing and I swear I can’t listen to it because it breaks my heart. One day I will. Even with all my faith I miss my dad a lot xx
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ohhh I loved this…
We like to torture ourselves lol…
Hugggs
Suzette
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