Sometimes silence is worse than words.
Often it's the thoughts which fill the gaps in between our speech which poison our minds, leave us to imagine, to create, to wonder.
I often wonder what you would be like if you were still here today. How my life would be different; how I would be different, better.
Harriet said she prayed for you today.
You loved me even when I acted like I didnt love you.
I'm so sorry; I miss you. ♡