16th March 2024
It feels criminal that time has gone on without you, both. Hate that I can never see your smiles, hear your laughs again, meet your kids, go to your weddings. Every mile stone, every small moment, there’s a you shaped hole in each of them.
My heart feels no lighter. It’s still heavy.
Crossing my mind more now that you’re in the realm we all must go to, eventually. Love that I got to have those special moments with you, see your kindness, hear your stories, share secrets. Every mile stone, every small moment, there’s a thought of you here with me.
In those moments, however brief. You’re alive.
I always said that your relationship with death determines how you grieve, however it’s my relationship with love that determines how I carry on. I hate that it has to be this way, I hate that you’re both not here, I hate that I can’t get those moments back.
It feels criminal how much I miss you, both.
