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It Would Have Been Your Birthday…
I’ve not posted anything about you for a while; not because you haven’t been in my thoughts, because you have.
More than ever.
MISSING YOU
I miss you every day. I miss your wicked laugh, and your dark sense of humour. I miss your clumsiness, and the way you always cared so much.
BIRTHDAY
It would have been your Birthday on Tuesday… well, your chosen one anyway. We called it your royal birthday, once we changed your Birthday from December to August.
It still seems so strange not to have had to make that chocolate mousse for you the day before, so that it had a chance to get really thick and sludgy. I never thought I’d miss that.
I LOVE YOU
I love you so very much. I wish you were here. What I wouldn’t give to hear that laugh one more time. What I wouldn’t give to have you put your arms around me and hug me tight just once more.
I can’t explain how this pain feels; the pain of knowing that this can never happen. You’re not here any more, and you’re never coming back, and the only way I can deal with the pain of that is by believing that you’re at peace now, and free from pain.
YOU’RE FREE
You’re happy, and healthy, and you never have to worry again. I love you. There aren’t words to explain how I feel really… Love. That’s all.
It seems so inadequate, and yet, it is the most powerful word of all words ever spoken. I loved you while you lived, and I love you now, after I had to let you go, and I’m hoping that slowly, in time, that love will heal the pain of my broken heart. ❤️
