Tears

Tonight, the pain is worse than usual. The tiniest thing happens, and it reminds me of you. I feel the tears well up in my eyes, and decide that maybe, just this once, it’s okay to cry. Thinking about you hurts. I try to push the thoughts of you away when I don’t have time to cry. I’ve been missing you for almost two years—will this feeling ever stop? I don’t think it will. Some days I just want to put my head in my hands and sob my heart out. Some days I do just that. Tonight, the tears flow down my cheeks, and they taste salty against my lips. I tilt my head back and let the tears flow, trying to muffle the noises of my sobs. I love you more than you can ever imagine, and I miss you more than anyone has ever missed something. I wish I could tell you one more time that I love you a million times the sky. I’d give anything to sit on your lap again. If I could sit next to you one more time, create one more after school visit on a Tuesday afternoon, I would. You have no idea how much I’d give just to lay eyes on you again. You always were and always will be a big part of my life. I'll never forget you.

R.I.P