I can't remember the last time I cried about someone else besides him. It feels like forever. Jax curls up on my lap while tears stream down my cheeks. I think he knows that I'm sad. I had to hang up the phone and go to bed. But as I place Jax down in my parent's bedroom, I could hear him cry as I close the door behind me. My hearts cracks just a little bit more to each whimper he makes. Three years worth of memories haunt me and won't leave me alone. Everywhere I look, I'm reminded of what once was. I wish there was a switch that would make all of them go away. Letting go is harder than it sounds but I know that I'll be okay or that's what