No matter how hard I try, I can't seem to stop loving you. Your memories follow me wherever I go. I wish for your presence in every moment. Everything reminds me of you. When I'm sitting in a restaurant about to eat momos, all I can think of is the times I used to hand-feed you those momos. How beautiful that feeling was. Despite my efforts to manage my grief and loss, all I feel is your absence. I miss you in every moment. I'm afraid that I won't be able to fully enjoy the beautiful moments to come in my life, because you won't be with me. That hurts, it hurts so much. It was the greatest feeling in the world to be around you and make you happy with my little efforts. You think, and told me, that whatever little things I did to make you happy were not special - just my personality pleasing people. But trust me baby, I feel no joy or pleasure in doing anything for anyone else. I have tried and seen things - it was only you, my special you. I love you and miss you dearly, and maybe I always will.
