Everything always hits me hardest when I’m lying in bed about to go to sleep. That’s when I miss him the most.
I hate everything about this. I hate that we don’t know when it’ll get better. I hate that there’s no one to blame or be angry at over it. I hate that we have no control over it.
I just want to be with him & be happy. I don’t think that’s asking too much. I’m willing to wait as long as it takes, but it’s taking it’s toll on me.
