Never Broken
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2022-11-02 16:06:44 (UTC)

Missing you…Again.


How I wish you were here to talk with — to console me in my fear and anxiety. I wish you were with me, to tell me everything will be ok, eventually. I miss watching TV with you, quarrelling with you. Singing to you.

I do not know how I have managed to get through these few months without you. All I know is that had I had the chance to speak to you before the moment of your death, I know you would have bade me try. And so I soldier on. I soldier on even when the thought is repugnant. When all I want to do is give up, play dead, disappear.

I think of you every single day. You were, you are, and you forever will be, my everything.