i am here, no matter where you are

It’s little things that remind them of one another, years later.

Nine years, and the hole in their hearts still feels fresh. Some days the pain is dull and there’s enough distraction to forget about it temporarily. Other days, like today, a clear autumn day, it hurts, knowing he should be in the space between them on this bench, joking around with them and gifting them with his snarky commentary that always had them all laughing.

It's been almost ten years, but they can't cut each other out of their lives and memories.