A/N: I'm back. The song is "I Believe" by Diamond Rio.
The people who don't see the most,
see that I believe in ghosts.
If that makes me crazy, then I am,
cause I believe.
I'm not sure if it's better or worse. The "loop of grief" is supposed to be over. To me, that just means I didn't remember to feel sad until I got to work. The pain's pretty sharp, but I'm not taking pills. I don't need emotional Vicodin.
I quit after a while. I didn't want to find a replacement for her just to act as some kind of upper. The dead are only alive in the memories of those who loved them, so if I just let this tailspin take control, I'll only be living in my thoughts.
With Eames.