2003-08-19
5:10 p.m.

You're gone.

I'm gone.

My shoe laces won't stay done up.

My hair won't stay out of my eyes.

My eyes keep puffing up.

My p.j's are wrinkled up cause you aren't there to fold them.

My bed is empty.

My hands feel empty without your fingers laced inbetween mine.

My family misses you.

My skin doesn't smell like yours anymore.

My tummy misses your raspberries even if I said I hated them at the time.

My pants are still ripped.

My pillow isn't being shared with you.

My lips are not attached to yours.

My tears need to be cleared away by you.

My reflection isn't in your eyes anymore.

I can't see you say I love you anymore, only hear it.

I can't see you smile.

I can't see you sing while I'm in your arms.

I can't clear my head.

I can't sneak out to our room at 5am anymore.

I can't have my hair washed by you.

I can't video tape you trying to fit into the shoe rack, or singing like Gwen, or eating gummie bears off the bed or my shirt.

No more kisses.

No more waking up in your arms.

No more falling asleep in your arms.

No more 2am showers.

No more laughing.

No more of anything that makes me happy.

Now we have to back to waiting.

Now my family understands.

Now you have to come over.

Now I'm alone again, as are you.

Now isn't where I want to be. I want to be stuck in last weekend forever.

I love you.

Come home. Please.

And we thought the last 4 months were going to hard....

We were wrong.

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