Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Missing you

Jack, I think you of you constantly. There are times when I wish so hard that you were here with me that it literally hurts me. I shut my eyes tightly and wish, wish, wish that everything was a bad dream and you are actually with me. I can't stop that. I won't ever stop wishing you were here. No matter what. No matter how much time passes, no matter how many good times we have, no matter how many children we have. I love you forever and ever.

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