In the living room. Surreal. Click for big
When will I see him again? It just tears me apart. How can someone miss something so much? I'm missing every moment of his life . . . every tiny moment gone forever . . . this is four years ago but by the time I see him again there will be no more hugs and "I love you, daddy" . . . he'll be becoming a little kid, not my baby boy. I only get one chance at this . . . it just is not fair. But as everyone I know knows, I have a breaking point . . . there is only one life and we can't go back in time. I will get my revenge, and it will be cold but sweet as nectar from a dandelion. |
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