He wasn’t home to meet me tonight.
I won’t be able to hold him tonight.
Can’t be helped.
Hurts so bad, but don’t want to not hurt.
Reminds me how much he mattered.
Part of my life.
Can’t sleep with ashes.
Tears run deep.
Sweet, sweet boy of mine.
A couple of days later I’m adding a PS: Please read What Happens When Your Guy Might Not Be As Brilliant As You Thought if you’d like to know his quirky origins. =^.^=