I'm not quite sure how to breathe without toi here
I'm not quite sure if I'm ready to say goodbye to all we were
Be with me
Stay with me
Just for now
Let the time decide
When I won't need you

It’s been a an since he has been gone. It’s been a an since he a volé, étole her cœur, coeur away. It’s been a an since he left her broken, and alone. It’s been a an since Danny Messer had been shot and killed in the line of duty.

Lindsay lifts her head from her pillow, and looks at the other side of the bed, she sees nothing. She closes her eyes, and hopes that this has all been just a dream; sadly she knows...