:(

Going through my digital camera to delete photos to make room for more and came across a lovely Christmas photo of my Gran, myself, and my ex-partner.

We’re just sitting there and my hand is on his chest like it’s the most comfortable, natural thing in the world.

Because it was. I used to love doing that.

FML.

It was a good morning.

*sigh*

It’s incredibly sad that something as simple as a photograph can break me so easily.