Losing someone isn’t a one-time event. It happens over and over again. I lose you every time I hear that song on the radio; whenever I play the game we used to play, or when I see your friends.
I lose you every time I think about holding you and kissing you. I lose you when I can’t keep myself calm. I lose you when I think about you wrapping yourself around him. And at night, I lose you when I wish I could tell you about how my day went. And in the morning when I wake up and realize that you’re gone, I begin to lose you all over again.
— LA // excerpt from a book I’ll never write