Part of me feels like I'm further away from you, and part of me feels like this is the closest I've been to you since you left. I know you in this place like I know you everywhere else, and I can tell we've been here. It's like our fingerprints together are all over everything, and I can still sense them. It's hard without you all the time, no matter where I am. This week isn't over, so we'll see what else I can get through/put myself through. I hope it's all for the better, but it could take me steps backward. This part was all for you, for us. Watch over me, and you'll see how it turns out.
I love you so much, honey. I miss you here.