I still...

I still expect you to walk in the front door. I still expect your arms to wrap around me when I lay down to sleep. I still hope it's you when my phone rings. I still expect to see you grin and take a picture when I do something wierd. I still turn a corner and hope to see you standing there. I still get out the shower expecting you to ask me what movie we are watching. I still cook enough for two so when you get home you can eat too. I still turn around in the morning for my kiss to see your not laying there. I still say I am over you and am reminded everyday I am not. And I am not sure I ever will be. We are going on 2 months and I can't shake you from my brain or my memories. I still love you.