Has it really been a month since you left us Triforce? Why does it feel longer?

Now I get spooked at night to any sound I hear knowing it can’t be you but maybe it is you. I still hyperventilate whenever I open the attic door. I keep picturing you’ll show up and run up there. Whenever I get a glass of water, I keep thinking you’ll be close by to take a few sips even though I’d always make sure you had fresh water.

It was the little things that left an impression. The small things that simply remind me of you and how it still hurts💔