I have heard your voice.
I miss you so much. Mark and I stop in at your place and it just doesn't seem right, as if we are waiting for you to come down the steps and start chatting.
The only words that come to mind still are "this sucks". We just weren't ready for you to go. I wasn't ready to lose you.
I want to talk to you and hear you answer. This talking to you cuz your somewhere out there doesn't cut it for me. Don't get me wrong, I love the memories we have with you but right now it just doesn't feel like enough.
How does someone let go of someone they care about?
At times I feel like a little kid cuz I just wanna yell and scream that it isn't fair, that I want to see you, that you promised you would be around.
I know, I know, this is the way life is, I have to accept it and I guess that is where I am struggling. I thought losing my mom was the worst thing in the world and now here I sit and feel those same feelings, like I was robbed, my family was robbed, how do I figure this out?
I guess it just takes time.
Love and miss you so much,