Whatever he goes through, I feel. Whatever I go through, he feels. It’s what happens when two people become one: they no longer only share love. They also share all of the pain, heartache, sorrow, and grief.

If I believed that, then I’d have to believe it was fate for Kyle to die at such a young age. I’d much rather believe shit just happens.Injured in a fire? Shit happens.Lost your career? Shit happens.Lost the love of your life to a widow with an infant? Shit happens.

Nothing in my life has ever felt so good, yet hurt so achingly bad.

i hate that its my favorite thing to watch her, because it shouldn't be. It triggers all these what-ifs in my head, and my mind begins imagining things it shouldn't be imagining...