Lost love is still love. It just takes a different form, that's all. You can't hold their hand or tousle their hair, but when those senses weaken another one comes to life.
Words can't explain how much I miss you. How much I wish you were here. It was just yesterday that I saw you and you were saying goodbye. And I walked right out that door, not knowing that I would never see you again in this life. Everyday I see you in the pictures and I wonder how different life would be if you were here.
Memory. Memory becomes your partner.
I took a walk down memory lane today. And I saw you in the stars watching me. I cried today because the pain of missing you never goes away. I looked at all the keepsakes you gave me and held them tight. Because it was just yesterday that I remember opening up that present from you.
You hold it. You dance with it.
There's not a day goes by that I don't wish we could meet face to face again. That I could talk to you and tell you all that has happened in my life. I wish that life was simpler and that you were hear to help guide me through it. I wish you could tell me what to expect and help me fix all my problems like you once did. It was just yesterday that you held me in your arms after I came home crying because of a bad day.
Life has to end. Love doesn't.
I know that because you are gone, I am stronger. I know that if I could get through the loss of you, someone I loved more than anything, then I can get though any obstacle. Life ends and we begin to learn how to move on with the pain. No one can even begin to understand the feelings that someone has after a loved one has passed. But, there is hope. Hope that you are watching over me and protecting me. Hope that the memories will never fade away. Hope that I will once again see your smile. After all, it was just yesterday that you waved goodbye.
Romans 8:28- And we know that in all things, God works for the good of those who love him. Who have been called according to his purpose.
I might never know why you were taken from me that day. Why you had to leave before I was done needing you. But, God picked his very best flower from the garden so that you could be with Him and it would be selfish of me to want to take you away from that. It was just yesterday that I wished you were here.
Just know that you will forever be missed, until we meet again. Because it seems just like yesterday that I saw your face.
