If you see us, on the couch, spaced out and our hands clasped together, and what looks like tears in our eyes? Let us battle it out. Please don’t ruin that moment for us. We’re hearing things and flashing back to years before anything ever fell apart. Hearing laughs we haven’t heard in years. Seein

…to see my old man again. To sit and talk with him. It’s been a long three years without you 😞