Slowly my life is filling up with the memories of unforgettable people who’ve gone too early. I’m reminded by minor things; a color, a sound or a smell.
Another left us far, far too early this week.
Life is unfair.
Slowly my life is filling up with the memories of unforgettable people who’ve gone too early. I’m reminded by minor things; a color, a sound or a smell.
Another left us far, far too early this week.
Life is unfair.