Been dreaming of you lately, so waking up has been hard, because I’ve wanted to stay where you were, however weird it was.
Been out a couple of times today, seen people, chatted, played normal.
Been trying to ignore the fact the the kids are away next week, which is I guess my first trial run of being here, home alone, all alone.
There’s lots I could write or say.
But it basically just boils down to the one thing.
I miss you.
All the time.
I miss you, and I don’t know how I’m going to survive without you.
This was supposed to be our time…and now it’s just me.
And I don’t know if me is enough.