Gone

A short story: Cancer... You will never be alone, I will love when things are wrong, We will always just be one, I still can't believe you are gone, Can't believe you are gone. Missing Her: When I find a hand written recipe in her writing. When the dog sits at the door waiting for her to come home. When I finish something she bought at the grocery. When I'm watching an old home video and I hear her voice. When I know I am not doing the laundry right. When the suns not shining...