Here in my New Apt and Now alone ~
by Patricia
In Loving Memory
I've picked the furniture, dishes in the cabinets and the colors in the bathroom. Problem is I still feel empty and searching for something I can no longer have. I remember when we moved into our house in Arkansas. Picking the paint, lighting and water fixtures and then finally the furniture. 3 days later he was gone. I was fortunate, orders were cancelled and money refunded. Life as I knew it was gone. Taken from me. Taking him to a place I can't go now. In time I know we'll be together but right now it hurts, it hurts at times so much I can't breath, my heart pounding so hard it hurts. My arms ache to hold him and share that moment when you first wake in the morning, when time stops and its just us. No one else in the world but us... those were the days.... Back to where I was, the new apartment. I know this is another chapter in my life, one which will not include him. He would really like this place. So I will continue on ~ Always, 1 step, 1 breath at a time
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