Hi babe, it’s just me again.
I don’t know how to reach you. Still. I hope you get my messages anyhow.
I still need to talk to you every day. It’s been so long and still, still I want to tell you about my day. I remember how we would talk about it over your lunch break. You would send me voxes so I could hear your voice. I always loved that. Made me miss you less during the week when I couldn't see you much. I’ve gone back and listened to those messages over and over just to hear words like “I love you”, and “I’ll snuggle with you when I get home.” It makes me happy and sad to hear your voice. I loved how every night when you got home from work, you would hold me for a while and rub my back. I was often mostly asleep but I knew you were there, and I knew you cared. I always felt safe with you next to me.
I miss having my best friend around. I miss being able to tell you everything. I know you would make me feel like it was all going to be OK. Most of all I miss you being here. I remember how much you hated being away from me even for a day. I remember rushing home after a weekend with my sister just to see you, or driving home at 1am because you missed me. I miss our talks, I miss your laugh, and the way you would make me laugh, and I miss your kisses.
I remember the last time I kissed you. It was in the hospital. They had taken off all the machines and cleaned you up so I could tell you one last goodbye. I ran my fingers through your hair. I leaned in and kissed you. You were already gone but your lips were still warm. I said good bye, and we left the room. Your brother Brock was there and his sweet wife Leslie. He is a good man. I’m so glad you two were so close. You are so much alike, and the two of them have helped me so much. I couldn’t have made it through without the two of them helping put me back together every time I fall apart.
I hope you are getting this letter. I hope you are listening. I was listening when you sent me that message earlier in the week. I was paying attention so thank you for that. You were always a good listening. I don’t know if I told you that but you were.
I know we can’t, but I wish we could talk just one more time. Just one more. Know that I will always love you, I will always miss you and even as my life moves forward, because it must, I will always remember you, I will always be grateful you were a part of my life. You made my life better.
LYTM,
Lynda
I don’t know how to reach you. Still. I hope you get my messages anyhow.
I still need to talk to you every day. It’s been so long and still, still I want to tell you about my day. I remember how we would talk about it over your lunch break. You would send me voxes so I could hear your voice. I always loved that. Made me miss you less during the week when I couldn't see you much. I’ve gone back and listened to those messages over and over just to hear words like “I love you”, and “I’ll snuggle with you when I get home.” It makes me happy and sad to hear your voice. I loved how every night when you got home from work, you would hold me for a while and rub my back. I was often mostly asleep but I knew you were there, and I knew you cared. I always felt safe with you next to me.
I miss having my best friend around. I miss being able to tell you everything. I know you would make me feel like it was all going to be OK. Most of all I miss you being here. I remember how much you hated being away from me even for a day. I remember rushing home after a weekend with my sister just to see you, or driving home at 1am because you missed me. I miss our talks, I miss your laugh, and the way you would make me laugh, and I miss your kisses.
I remember the last time I kissed you. It was in the hospital. They had taken off all the machines and cleaned you up so I could tell you one last goodbye. I ran my fingers through your hair. I leaned in and kissed you. You were already gone but your lips were still warm. I said good bye, and we left the room. Your brother Brock was there and his sweet wife Leslie. He is a good man. I’m so glad you two were so close. You are so much alike, and the two of them have helped me so much. I couldn’t have made it through without the two of them helping put me back together every time I fall apart.
I hope you are getting this letter. I hope you are listening. I was listening when you sent me that message earlier in the week. I was paying attention so thank you for that. You were always a good listening. I don’t know if I told you that but you were.
I know we can’t, but I wish we could talk just one more time. Just one more. Know that I will always love you, I will always miss you and even as my life moves forward, because it must, I will always remember you, I will always be grateful you were a part of my life. You made my life better.
LYTM,
Lynda