Tuesday, May 19, 2020

Letters to him...

Tuesday...

I woke up early again. This morning I feel different. I'm not mad. I'm struggling because  I want to see you, to hold you, to kiss you and know it's okay. I am fighting with all barrels loaded to not call you in this moment.  I miss you....
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