without. without you its just not the same to go there. to visit your
house. to see your things. to know that you aren’t there anymore. its hard to
see mom. she wears her pain like a cloak. she misses you so much. its
evident in every conversation, in every action, in every sigh. without you she’s
dying a little bit everyday. you were her life. her only love. her
completeness since she was 15. without you she is worried. without you she seems
unsure. helpless. lost. i love her so much, but i don’t know what to do.
for once I don’t have the words. without you I feel without too.