Night.

I miss your warm hugs. I miss your soft kisses. I miss the way you smile. I miss the way you smell like home. I miss your eyes gazing over me. I miss your endearing touch. I miss listening to your problems big and small. I miss the way you walk. I miss everything about you. I miss you. I hate this so much. I'm hurting and it feels like I'm dying still. I'm still trying. But I'm also still crying. I can make it through the day and evening on the side of ok. But at night, it's the roughest. Trying to make myself forget you and me, when all I want to do is hold you again. To laugh with you again. Laying my head on your chest and listening to your heart beating. It's the best sound to me. I'm trying not to call you or write you. You wouldn't answer me anyway. Why make that knife cut deeper? Goodnight sweetheart. I hope you are safe and sleeping well. I'm still praying you will get a kidney. Love you. Night. 

P.S.: Sorry I'm having a hard time with this.