...I've had to live a month without you
It's not fair that I've had to live a month without you. I'm only surviving, Jake. I'm not dying, but I'm not thriving. I miss you so much. I'm so sorry that I had to let you go. I'm so sorry that you're gone. I cry every day missing you. It's not right that I've had to live a month without you. The house is too quiet. Your collar still hangs, I can't just put you away. Your bed next to me, I'm desperate to feel close to you again. My heart aches in ways I never thought possible. You were supposed to be here longer. We were supposed to have more time. It's not natural that I've had to live a month without you. My routines are hollow. No morning stretches, no eager eyes watching me, no familiar weight curled up beside me. I still find myself saying "here I am!" I listen for your breathe, the little sounds that made up my world. But all I hear is silence. It's not okay that I've had to live a month without yo...
