I’ve been awake over a hour. The thoughts keep swimming through my mind surrounding me with with the anxiety enduced doubt all because I loved a man too much. I think it’s safe to assume that then consequences from this over the years have grow greater more and more each year. I wish on night when I slept in a empty bed I didn’t have nightmares about you never coming back. I wake up without you here and have tears streaming down my face in solidarity and absolute absence because I have come so far and fought so hard. That I just want to be kissed everyday. I dont know if that’ll happen.