I hate death.

I want to rail against death.

It's not fair. The people who care and love get no say in death.

Death decides the time has come or takes a detour along his journey and life is lost.

It's not fair. I am so angry. So sad. I want to scream at death. I want to hit death. I want to demand that the life I loved be returned to me. I want it back. I want her back.

I want her back, damnit!!!

I still miss her so bad sometimes that it feels like my heart is breaking all over again.

It's not fair.

It's been almost a year.

January 31st.

I'm starting to feel it.