Another told me to run

I miss you endlessly already. I don’t have the words to even try and explain how much I will miss you. I would give absolutely anything to just have five more minutes with you. I just can’t comprehend that I won’t ever hear your voice or see you smile again. I love you. I miss you. For the rest of my life I will miss you. Despite my lack of faith I hope there is a place beyond and that you’re there now. I hope it’s a nice place. I hope you guys are reunited. If you are, say hi to her for me. And have fun. And be happy. And maybe I’ll see you again someday. I would tell you goodbye, but I can’t. Not right now. Not tonight. Maybe tomorrow.

Det er aftener, som disse hvor jeg spørger mig selv, “hvem havde jeg været, hvis ikke for dig?”. Så mange ting i mig er dig, og alligevel nager det mig, at der sikkert er meget mere end jeg husker. Små øjeblikke, som forlængst er glemt, og som alligevel har været fundamentale for den kvinde, jeg er. Jeg havde ikke stået her uden dig. Og så mindes jeg om, hvor meget stærkere og bedre jeg havde været, havde jeg sat lige meget og nok pris på jer begge, da I var her. Undskyld. Uanset hvad jeg gør, så har jeg jer med. I er her, og jeg håber, at I er stolte. Det tror jeg nu, at I er.