It’s been nine months

How the hours, turned into days, then weeks now months. How I move further away from our last moments together so quickly it seems. Nine months and I don’t miss you any less, I am not less angry, I don’t feel any better about you not being here. The seasons changed too, from the cold of the winter without you, to the not so beautiful spring, to the tears on hot summer nights and to autumn, when the brown and barren trees remind me most of how I feel inside. My child, my child that never saw any of this I describe now, how I love you. How I long for you everyday. My precious, precious child, how very lost I am, how lonely I feel…


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