I scroll through my phone, staring at old photos I want to delete, when I come across one that really tugs at my heart. I stare at the photo of him, and my eyes instantly brim with tears. I shut off my phone and sigh loudly, reaching up to wipe away the tears from my face. There's nothing more painful than seeing his face, knowing I can't touch him anymore. And god, it seems as if I have a million photos of him. Whenever I think I've deleted them all, I find more hiding in places I never noticed before. After a moment, I grab my phone and unlock it, tapping the trash can icon that shows up again. My finger hovers over the delete button. Just press it. But I can't.
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