my hero, again.

in my previous post, "my hero", i talked about the passing of my cousin emily. tomorrow is november fourth, her birthday. this is one of the hardest days of the year for me. we can't watch her grow another year older, or throw her a sweet sixteen party. all we have left is the memories, which is close to the last thing i want. i want to see her laugh again, to see her blow out those sixteen candles, to see her rip open all her gifts.
all i get to see is her headstone.