Lonely
Well it's another lonely day. One of those days where it gets to me more than most. My arms feel wmpty and my heart feels cold. I cried a little and I'm listening to depressing music. I surprised myself because I did not think I had anymore tears to shed. I guess I proved myself wrong. What I miss most is his comfort. His unconditional love he held for me that no one ever gave to me before. I miss showering that love back unto him, as well. I don't know what to do other than wake up tomorrow and hope that I will feel better. If he were here I'd look into those gorgeous eyes of his, so deep and pure and tell him how much he holds my heart and always will.