Finally being whole
I came to a realization today. I mean I already knew this, but it has become suddenly clear to me. There is no other way to say this. Matt is my other half. I wouldn't ever say better half because I don't think either one of us is better then the other, but he is my other half and he makes me whole. I think this is one of the reasons I can get along with him being gone because even though he is not here, I still know he is a part of me. I feel connected with him at all times. Though even with this connection there are times where I still feel so alone. I guess those are the times that even that, for lack of a better word, spiritual connection is not enough to keep me from missing him, but at least I know it's going to be okay and that I know I'm going to see him again. They say distance makes the heart grow fonder, and in this case I truly believe it. I think the distance between us strengthens our love and keeps us moving through the days. It keeps us tied together and helps us from falling too deep into despair. Oh, dearest, if you can hear me, know that I love you.