Forgotten and taken for granted by others, yet is so painful and missed by some.
It’s always difficult and occasionally overwhelming without you around, a void that cannot be fixed. And in that emptiness, I fill with lost love in the form of tears.
Long are the days & nights my pillow gets slowly drenched in the never ending streams and my nose gets cherry red, but I know I am lucky. And I will always be grateful for what I have.




















