I can't sleep. The only thing I can do right now is cry. And miss you. And wish I could call you or walk downstairs and curl up next to you and vent about my friends, and my job, and losing my debit card at the mall tonight, and John's new work schedule that hardly leaves us any time together, and not feeling prepared for my international trip in 3.5 weeks. A wave of grief is crashing down on me, and I can't stay afloat. I feel helpless.
I may not have cried last week, but I knew these tears would come eventually.
I wish grief was a class I could drop or a team I could quit. I'm just so tired of living without you. It's too hard.
Please come back to me,