Jenn

I wrote this a while ago. I didn't, nor do I ever, want to hurt you. I think it's time now for you to read it.

I’ve felt sadness and loneliness before but never as heart wrenching. The aching and longing for interaction with you, and it’s something you may never understand. A mother’s love for a child is so different than any other. I hope you never go through this. I hope everything is always beautiful and lovely for you. A million butterflies skittering across the sky. A million love songs with happy endings. A million rainbows to fill your eyes. As years go by, I expect the longing to be less, but it only seems to grow. I love you, my peach. You are my heart.