Still
I'm still sad. It's been three days. Why did this one hurt so much more? I waited for years to have your mom tell me that you were gone but you survived, you grew, you got better, you were all new not entirely healed but newer and happier. My heart hurts. I can't stop thinking of you. But i know and i have to keep this mind set that you're in a better place being embraced by your grandmother. Safe. I just can't talk to you anymore and I'm being selfish. Just taking one day at a time. If i could give you life i would. I know I'm not needed here. All i can do is only hope and will have to wait until we meet again. I love you.