I don’t want to let you go yet
I am laying here and I just keep thinking about what we could’ve done so you wouldn’t have to go through this. I just don’t feel like I can ever make sense of this. I don’t understand how you are going to pass and I am going to continue on. I just want to go back in time. I just want you back pestering me and calling me and just asking me how I’m doing. This is so hard.