Today has been a hard day… well actually it started last night. I didn’t want to go to sleep and wake up this morning. Today it is 7 years since one of my babes grew wings.
I remember the day so clear, every small detail. Every waking hour. From the moment I knew something was wrong, to the moment I was listened to. To the moment there was no heartbeat any more. The look on that girls face, the way she couldn’t look at me. The way he came to tell us. The way I died inside. The way my heart broke again. The look of helplessness in OgreDads eyes. The way nobody outside knew how much I hurt.
I feel it all right now. I’m crying again right now. I can see that picture on the screen. That perfect little Baby. Still.
It’s been seven years, but it still hurts so bad. What I would give to have you. To have had the chance to hold you. To have had the chance to smell you. To have had a chance just to touch you.
Instead I cry for you. I still cry for you. I’ll always cry for you.