Letting Go

Its been 2 years this day since I heard your voice, but I can still hear it in the back of my mind. So much has happened since you pasted on that rainy September day. To this day I still never go out in the rain. Our love was unbreakable, wich is why letting go has been so hard. Writing this has been a lot harder than I thought. No matter how hard I fight the tears coming down they just keep coming. Everything was planned out for us, and look at us now. A friend told me that the lord only takes the best to sit down in heaven with him. If that is true, I can feel you looking down at me telling me to move on, but its hard. You were my world. I would have put my life before yours, and traded places with you in a heart beat. You completed me in every way. Its like God took a rib from me and made you. I ask myself the same question every night. "Why you, why did he have to take you?" Their is an emptiness in my heart that aches for you, but I know you would want me to move on. By writing this I am hoping to get some closure. Closure to the hardest thing I have ever dealt with in my short life.

There is so much of that I miss. I miss the way you melted in my arms every night, your sense of humor. It was dry at times, but I understood it. I miss the way you smelled. The way you tasted. I guess it was your chemistry. I could go on forever about what I miss about you, but it saddens me to think about that. I know you wouldn't want me grieving like this, but I think I have came a long way. Where do I go from here? Its weird how I always pictured you in my future, and now I am going on without you. How I wish there some way to make the outcome different than it is today, but I can't. That's how I know I have to move on. I wonder if I will ever find another who can fill what you left behind. The awnser is time will tell. Nobody ever said this was going to be easy, but no matter what happens, I will always enjoy all the time we spent together. Who's to say that there is not another person out there who I can love. The world is big, and you would want me to find another. Until we meet again, take care.

In Memory Of

Amber Whited

07-03-1983 to 09-04-2006