I miss Robbie today. I know it will get better. Everything does with time. But I don’t want it to. I want him with me. I ache for what should have been. Drunken Friday nights. Lazy Saturday mornings in bed. Weekend concerts and baseball games and Home Depot runs and BBQ’S with friends. Him holding my hand when we walk in public so he doesn’t lose me. Quick hugs when he passes me in the house. A kiss when I leave. And now?
The occasional obligatory text so he doesn’t feel guilty. “I hope all is well”.
I want to yell” No!! All is not well!! I miss you. I love you. What happened? Why did you just stop loving me?”
But I don’t. I just text back “All is well”