Anniversary

The first anniversary has come to pass, that intense week at the end of August when Simon died, the weeks after until 12September the funeral and then I am expected to be ready to "move on" and "let it go", well, I can't, I don't want to, I don't even know how to do that.

Every night my heart aches for his love, my body longs for his hands, for his lips, for his kisses. I miss his voice and his laughter, hi shyness, I miss my best friend talking to me. We were never people of words but we always showed our love with deeds, I would cook a nice meal, he would clean, 

I miss you so much Simon my darling, I'm aching for your love.

Please come to me in my dreams and let me show you the love I've kept for you. Please come