There are moments where I just sit at my computer looking at images of her.
From when I first held her in my arms.
She gets older as I continue to view the endless snapshots.
There’s also videos of her.
Her giggle hasnt changed.
Hours pass as I stare at the screen. As if she’s gone.
The only thing that’s gone is the time that wont return.
She’s growing up. And all I can do is hit the down key.