I am finally saying good bye to my young husband whom I last saw so many years ago.
There are so many memories, and it is hard to believe that after everything, I will never see him again in this life.
He meant everything to me.
The first night we ever spent together was in May, and it was in my mother’s house on Moreland Ave and my bedroom faced east, directly overlooking the ocean,
& we spent all night in joy, enraptured in each others arms. We could not take our eyes off each other, we were that much in love. When the sun rose, the morning, we were still awake in each others arms.
We could not let go.