some days are worse than others
Some days are okay. I am strong some days, and I manage to keep busy. I am happy and force myself to keep smiling.
But other days, days like today, I can’t help but remember. I miss being held. I miss being able to call you up whenever I want to. I miss being able to hug you as much as I want. I miss the feeling of your arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer. I miss sleeping next to you and falling asleep in your arms.
I feel lonely.











