Letting Go
There's no way around this no matter how much I try to distract myself. I am grieving. I am grieving all the good moments we had. The welcome hugs at airports. The clumsy jokes and the funny faces. The smile of her eyes when I surprise her. The mornings I wake up to find her deep asleep next to me. The cold nights when she pulls me into her arms to warm her up. The Smell of her hair while I am cuddling her and she's falling asleep on my arm. I am grieving when we just sat on the couch with legs interlaced just looking at our phones. When she ran into my arms after weeks and months of being away and missing each other. When she got excited introducing me to someone new. When we just sat down to be productive next to each other, and every little while or so we teased each other with a smile, a wink or just a silent pass of a bottle of water. When she clumsily danced to a song while we are getting dressed for an outing. I am grieving the feeling of pure joy I had when I was with...