I’m not. I don’t think I’ll ever be.

I wonder if your world plays a symphony of sadness the way my world does. Do you know what it’s like to cry yourself to sleep each night?

I’m sorry that I wasn’t with you when you departed. You know I would have been beside you had I known you would be leaving. The time and day were kept secret, though, as were my feelings for you. I guess I should have told you I love you when you where here to listen.

Now you are too far away for me to say what I’ve always felt.

Death has taken you from me, but death cannot deny me of my dreams of you. I will wait for you each night when I lay down to go to sleep.

Yes, I will wait, and I will always love you.

Emily

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Grace Covelli’s Biography: I love the English language and writing from the heart. For more than ten years I have been writing articles, poems and letters. When I’m not writing, I’m giving someone reflexology, reiki, or a facial.