So....He's Really gone huh?
My Love Paul Holt
Having survived Christmas, I thought the worst was over and done. The snow that hit the East coast that was a blessing Christmas Day now leaves me lonely and yearning for what I cannot have again. My conscious mind, my logic KNOWS that he will never walk in that door.
Never Say I Love You...
Never be there to cuddle up to when I am cold...
Never respond to How was your day? (over! was his reply when it was a rough one)
Never be my knight in shining armour.
And gathering things to bring me comfort. My favorite soap, Vaseline intensive care bath beads, His shaving cream, warm socks, good food...seems so bland, unfulfilling, leaving me yearning for what I cannot have. My God, it has a been a year! How have I survived? How will I survive?
Day by day...Moment by moment as I have thus far.