I hate the empty spaces in my home.
I hate the gaps in my day that you used to fill.
I hate that I will never hold you again or hear you laugh.
Life doesn't stop for me.
Life doesn't end for me.
There will be laughter and tears, love and loneliness.
There will be grand adventures and quiet nights staying in.
Life will keep unfolding without you.
I will appear to be happy without you.
But I will always hate the version of my life that doesn't have you in it.
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