I still think about you more and more each day.
I still miss you so much it hurts.
I'm still trying to understand what it really means to let you go.
Everything around me still reminds me of you.
I still go to bed at night with your tee next to me, pretending for a moment that you never left.
I still find myself talking to you sometimes, as if you were still alive.
I still long for you to be here with me, even if it's just for one more day. I imagine all the things I'd do, but mostly I just want to hold you in my arms one last time. I'm not sure if I will be able to let you go again though.
I know that's just wishful thinking, so for now, all I can do is to hold on tightly to all the memories and pray with all my heart that I will never forget. I'm so afraid that they will be gone too, and you will be taken from me once again.
I'm so sorry, my girl. Sorry I'm not able to be as strong as you were. I don't mean to keep hanging on, but I really do wish you were here. Life just isn't the same without you.
