Lost.

Charlie,

its almost 7am, its kind of early but... I decided to write you already.

I just got off work and I miss you so badly!

I am off the next two days, I wish I could spend them with you. I feel like I am slipping into a depression without you here. My days are still filled with the things we used to do, and even though your not here, I still do everything like you are.

I have two pictures of you (8x10) in your bed, one of you awake and the other of you asleep.... Every morning, I switch the picture to you awake... And every night, I switch it to you asleep and tell you goodnight.

I wish I could hold you again.. I sure miss your fat, yummy cheeks and would give my right arm to touch and kiss your feet again.

Nothing is the same. I can not even look at your sisters... Once you lose a child, the love door that once held all of your love, it closes and you notice more and more that you begin to reject people and places you may have visited.

I feel like my life is over. My heart has broke