Everyday, Everywhere

Everyday, I am constantly reminded of you. How could I not when everywhere I go, I see the things you once used, the food you once liked, the places we have once been to, the roads we have once walked. It is a nightmare - if only it really is. So I can wake up and everything would be alright again.

Miles away, at this very moment, I wonder if you are thinking of me too. Is your life also plagued with endless reminders of us and me?