I know I am supposed to be doing good by now. I should be moving forward, what's done is done. You are,in fact, gone. But I just can't. sorry. I miss you so very much. my heart hurts every day. Badly. I miss you, your smile, your laugh, your sailor mouth, everything! It fucking sucks. I have this huge hole in my heart and it just won't close because you are there. And it hurts like an open wound. I mean I can literally feel my "heart ripping." You are my hero. My best friend. I would literally do anything to just have one more day to spend garage sailing with you. I want to hear you say "Krissy, you're my daughter, not my Granddaughter" just once more. We were a pair weren't we. You and me... against the world. Now it's just me.
And that fucking sucks!
I miss you.
Krissy
No comments:
Post a Comment