However, today is a hard day. I found a video of you. Deb and I were making fun of you because you were, very carefully, investigating your hands instead of doing homework. You didn't know we were videoing you, but you were pretty mad when you saw that we were. Poor you. You're pretty hilarious when you're mad/embarrassed though. I can hear you now "You guys!! Stop it!!"
I just wanna hug you. I'm past missing you at this point. Missing you doesn't seem to portray the feeling anymore. It's more like a yearning, I think.
It feels like since I don't feel the hurt for awhile, then it finally presents itself it is all the more intense and well, horrible. It makes my chest ache.
Regardless, I know this is how it must be for now. That knowledge brings me peace. It doesn't hurt less, but it makes it easier.
That is all. I love you.
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