It has been the anniversary of your death. Simon took it hard,he never recovered. His thumbs touched over his phone screen as he looked at the photos of you two. He was in love with you, that will never change.

Like clockwork, he opened the messages, glancing down at the series of unopened, unanswered texts. Wanting to send another, Simon took a deep breath before he started to type.

“It’s been a year. It’s not been easy. I miss you. I’ll always love you. Sleep tight.”