Day Three:
Each night I put my head
to my pillow
I try to tell myself
I'm strong
because I made it
through another day
without you
I tell myself every morning when I wake up that this day will be different. I tell myself I'll be better than I was yesterday. But some days just getting through the day is my only accomplishment. I don't want to cry anymore. I want to be the strong person everyone thinks I am. But I'm not. I want the man I love back. Eli tried to tell me that Peter still loves me, he asked me if I loved Peter, inside I was screaming. The man I love died on March 23,2014. And I never told him.
I never told you Will, I am so sorry that I never told you how much you meant to me. I don't know if you can hear me. For the first time in my life I find myself hoping there is a heaven, just so I can see you again. Just to so you can hear me say the words "I Love You" and hear you tell me you love me too. God Will I miss you.
