Dear Avie,
I had the best thing in the world.
I had you.
I am not sure if anything else in this world will make me feel better.
The truth hurts.
Knife twisting.
Deeper and deeper.
The strings of pain.
My exhilarated heart rate.
Should I fight or fly?
I will fight and then fly away from here.
Fly away and go to you.
Isn’t it my time?
When will it be?
I hope I will get the chance to see you again one day my sweet.
Come back to me.
Come back, even if it’s only in my dreams.
Come back to me.
Xoxo- Mommy
