Coffee and Halloween

Today I made coffee for the first time in months. It took me back to the times I yelled at you for leaving coffee stains on my counter. Stupid, petty arguments over coffee stains. It made me sad.

Coffee isn’t supposed to make you feel sad. Neither is Halloween.

But you are not here to share it with me. Our favorite time of the year. Our anniversary month. Now it will never be the same again. I’ll never have that with anyone else. I don’t want to.

Coffee and Halloween. Painful reminders that you’re gone.

This time, forever.

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