These days are always the hardest i wake & your not there or you hang on until the last possible minute to leave me. I worry that you will not arrive at your destination safely then my day emerges into something different and its like you were never here at all. I'm busy cleaning and sorting and fulfilling that space meant for us, to talk to laugh to hug, but you are gone and I am alone. And so the coming and going begins.
That first day you left you smelt so good and looked so smart i didnt want to let you go. I watched you walk away with the most mixed up feelings of pride and sadness. I wanted to say you make me proud but couldnt i knew you'd brush this praise away, so instead i hugged you tight and told you i love you.