San Francisco.

I made it back to San Francisco, boo. Just like we said we'd do. I would do absolutely anything to have you here next to me. Or have you next to me at home, in bed, preparing to start a work day in the morning. Things have changed so much, so quickly. I miss sharing my entire day with you. I miss making dinner with you. I miss watching our shows together on the couch. You were my lifeline, boo. You were my anchor. I'm so lost without you. I'm trying to keep it all together and stay strong but the thought of you not being here haunts me. I still can't believe it's real. I have some of your  ashes here with me. I'll make you proud of where I spread them. But God, mark my words....I'd do anything to have him back. Anything. I remember hearing how someone passed and then not long after their spouse did as well. People would always say, "oh so and so, he or she died from a broken heart". I can whole heartedly believe that. I'm not sure how much of my heart is even left. I suppose just enough to keep it beating.