"It's lonely here, without you." You didn't mean for it to slip out, but it did. You stared at the photo of the two of you, it was the one on your wedding day. Slim had been so happy that day, so excited. That had been five years ago. Almost an entire lifetime ago.
"I miss you." You pressed your forehead to the frame, closing your eyes. It had been two years now. You set the photo back on the mantle, next to a small urn.
It had been two years since that stupid argument that had him storming out of the house that night. You couldn't even recall what the argument had been about.