My heart is heavy right now. I want to pick up the phone and call you, but I know you won't answer. I won't ever hear your voice again. I won't ever see your smile, or hear you tell me you love me. (this is all about me you know ;) I walk into your house and look for you in your bed, but you are not there. You left us, and I should be comforted by knowing you have joined Dad, but I am selfish. I want you here. Here with me, so I can physically touch you, hear you, talk to you, and love you.
I miss you mom, and I will everyday for the rest of my life.
whimp
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