Without you

 **Title: A Day Without You**


Every morning feels like a heavy burden when I open my eyes to a world that doesn’t include you. My heart breaks all over again, and all I want to do is roll back into the comfort of sleep, away from this aching reality. Your voice echoes in my mind, and it makes me want to scream, cry, and lash out because I can't reach you. 


The anger and sadness swirl together as I wish for just one more moment—one more hug, one more chance to hear you say, “I love you.” If only there were a way to bridge this distance, to chase after you and hold you close again. Until then, all I can do is cry and remember the love we shared. I miss you, man.

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