I miss you so much tonight that it is almost making me sick. I posted your pictures with me on a board we used to read together and it just doesn't,still won't, never will feel real.
"I miss you," I said to the empty spot in the kitchen where you used to stand and poke fun of me on Sunday nights, while I was blogging and you were rumaging for a snack. I miss everything about you...even your faults. I can't bear it. Me without you. I sometimes wonder if it would hurt this badly if we had fullfilled all of our dreams, seen our grandchildren grow, shared all of these decades ahead together. I sometimes wonder if I just dreamed you up. And you were never really here.