Ever since I kissed the cold dead gray lips of my love's body it feels like time is standing still.
I miss the sound of him, the scent of him, the sight, the feel of him, and his touch. Most of all I miss the sound of his happy laughter and his twinkling eyes on me. I feel just like the empty shell that he left behind in his place.
Walking away from that empty shell was THE hardest thing I've ever had to do in this life...
I wouldn't wish it on anyone, but I wouldn't have missed being there to hold him in my arms while he took his final breath either.
He said that because of my love, he'd finally learned to love himself. So I have to be glad that he's no longer suffering and that he died knowing unconditional love. I wish that for everyone.
I can't feel him or his presence anymore, but I still feel his love, and I believe I always will.
His love was my greatest gift and our life together was a blessing that is still teaching me things I would have never learned without him.
Live again, Love again and be grateful for all the gifts and blessings you've received in this life.
XOxo~Andrea
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