They say you don't realize what you have until it's gone.
And they're right.
All that I had left was a picture of my mother and me. I carried it with me everywhere. She was going to be apart of the remaining chapters
of my life and that's all I needed to be able to survive now.
I turned over a new leaf. And everyone was too busy telling me how wrong I was with "coping" the way I did that I left.
I caught a ride all the way from New York to Jersey with a man who smelled like cigarette smoke and wet dogs.
This was my new life. And I had to live it to the fullest. No matter what it costed.
, dedicated to him.
