I don’t want to do today.
I dont want to get up or even wake up. This day is too much for me to handle. So is tomorrow and so was yesterday. I don’t want to go to a cemetery to visit my daughter. I don’t want to plan a party she won’t attend. I don’t want to have this hole in the pit of my stomach that aches so bad. I don’t want to smile or laugh. I don’t want to talk to anyone at all. I don’t have a choice.
I want you back.
I want to hold you again. I want to smell you and i want to know what you look like now. I want things to be the way they use to be when there was so much hope and we were complete.
I wanted you to be healed. I wanted you to be happy. I wanted to watch you blossom.
I miss you.