As I walk through my front door, I feel like a foreigner in my own home. Looking around, I just don't feel like I belong here without him. It was our home or more his I guess. He made all the decisions. Unaware...
As I walk through my front door, I feel like a foreigner in my own home. Looking around, I just don't feel like I belong here without him. It was our home or more his I guess. He made all the decisions. Unaware...