I miss the physical things. the touch. the look. all the little parts. the eyebrows. the pieces of hair falling out of the ponytail. the enormous big toenail. kisses on my dimples. i miss everything. and it has gone from a sharp pain to a dull ache, but it is still pretty constant.
I know it does not change anything about the missing to write about it. But for me, writing about it makes the missing something I actually want to remember one day when maybe it finally goes away.
1 comment:
you and I are alot of like. your honesty is theraputic for me!
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