We were there. Right? Was it all just a dream. A wonderful dream. No, it wasn't. We really were there. Together. You held my hand. You told me everything would be okay. Now..., it hurts just to smile... It hurts to be happy. So I cry. Every day. Every night. I miss you. I want you to come back to me. My wish right now is that we could go back in time one month. And be just like the way we were.