Oh, The Irony.

Death is a life changer. And moving on means accepting that things will never be the same again.

I miss you, pops. There is never a day that I don't think of you. My heart breaks into a million pieces with every thought and with every memory of you.

As selfish as it may seem, I need to move away. I need to keep myself busy so I wont miss you as terribly as I miss you right now.

Oh, Hawaii. Please be good to me.