Traffic was light. I pulled up at 4:48. Turned into our neighborhood and realized
...I am early, but it doesn't matter.
Because he isn't there.
I have 7 hours and 12 minutes left in my day. And no one to spend it with. Because they all left. But even if they were here...the person that I could survive even alone with he isn't here.
I could have spent hours with him, snuggled into bed, made a meal, gone out for dinner or a drink.
Talked. Touched. Smiled.
I don't walk around expecting him to appear. I know that, I learned that, I've lived that for the last 8 months and 5 days. But I still get the heart pangs when something hits me unexpectedly and I realize - it can't go back to the way it was. It will never be the same.
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| I miss you Sweetheart |
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