Life goes on, whether I want it to or not. It's been a long time since I last heard your voice, even longer since I've felt your embrace.
Every day is hard but manageable at the same time. I often think of you and wonder what could have been, whether anything else could be...
I don't know that I'll ever give up hope.
I don't know where you are or why you just disappeared but if I'm to believe what we had was real then I have to believe that you will come back.
I don't know when or why, or if I'll give you the time of day when that time rolls around but what I do know is it's hard to constantly dream about you with no light on the other side...
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