You know,

They say there’s a heaven. A place where you’ll meet with your lost loved ones again.  They say God is always testing us. They say God never puts you through anything you can’t handle.

I think they’re wrong. I can’t handle this.

They tell me I’ll be fine once I get over it, when I let her go; and maybe they’re right. Maybe they are. Maybe they are.

Maybe they’re not.

I want to be fine. I really do, trust me, I do. But if that means I have to let her go...

I don’t want to. I just don’t.

I’ll never get her out, I’ll never let her go. She’ll always be in my heart, she’ll always be with me, every single place I go. Always.

And I hope that never changes. Never.