Day 35

by markvnathan

My Dearest Xxxxxxxx,

I slept well last night. For the first time in weeks, I did not wake in the middle of the night hoping you were there. I slept, knowing you weren’t. I slept, knowing I couldn’t feel your touch again.

For the first time in weeks, I did not shed a tear. For the first time in weeks, I felt no guilt, I felt no shame, I felt nothing. Am I numb to my emotions? Am I exhausted? I do not know.

Do I love you any less? No. Not one bit.

The days are passing fast, I struggle to hold on, I struggle to keep up. I miss you more with each passing day, it hurts that I cannot tell you, it hurts because I should not say a word.

Yours Always,

Mark

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