Oh, Rob. Where to start?

He was your husband. Although he wasn't the most romantic thing a lady could ask for, he was perfect to you. And that was all that mattered to you.

You met after a concert after you ran into him in a drunk haze. A hookup turned into a date, into dating, into marriage. It was a whole thing. And quite the story to unfold at that.

Over time, you had learned to adapt to all of the wacky days and tour nights. And after finally finishing up the rest of the gigs that month, he was free the rest of the time. So you wanted to spend a ton of lost moments with him.

You were planning to hang out with some friends that day. You would just go to get coffee and shop at the mall, but one of your girls had to do something else. So you brought Rob with you. Right now, you were sitting at a cozy cafe table, listening to your friend ramble on.