A Journey - 13th October 2012

13th October 2011

I miss waking up with a purpose or plan for the day.

I miss laughing with absolute abandon; the type of laugh that starts deep inside me and erupts out of my lips.

I miss looking forward to the start of a new day.

I miss the banality of those days.

I miss having the will to have a good old tiff with him.

I miss the absence of sadness.

I miss the old me.

I miss her.

When will I feel whole again?

When will I care again?

When will the sadness go away? It seems to have taken up permanent residence deep inside me.

When will my heart stop aching? When will it stop skipping beats?

When will I find the strength to move on?

When will she come back?