The void is getting bigger now.
When I go to pick up coconut water from the fridge, I get two bottles. Just so I don't miss picking one up for him.
At the end of a day, I call someone (anyone, really) and wish them goodnight, just so I don't miss hearing it back.
When I go to bed at night, I leave a pillow where he used to sleep. Just so I don't feel the emptiness when I wake in the middle of the night.
What he did was wrong. But, does that mean that I never loved him? No. In fact, I still do. And, clearly, I miss him. I wish things could have been different.
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