This day should never have existed. I should not be counting...

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A post shared by M.C. Frank (@mcfrank_author) on May 15, 2020 at 4:47am PDT

This day should never have existed. I should not be counting the minutes, the days, the months, the years since we said goodbye.

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Sometimes I wonder: Did I imagine you? Were you ever really here? Am I just talking to myself? I know, you’ll tell me I’m being silly.

But 7 years is a long time.

And I don’t know if I’ll live more or less than that until I meet you again, but absence is an ugly thing. It’s alive, absence is. The gap you left behind is the personification of pain.

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I want to live every day to the fullest, I want to make the most of whatever days I have left. I want a life I am proud of, a life that I will give back to Him who first gave it to me. I want a full life, and you taught me that, you who left everything too early, who left everything in the middle. But the things that mattered, those stayed behind. Your love, the perfume of your life, your faith.

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I’m scared that everyone is forgetting you. I’m scared that you only ever existed in my head. I’m scared that all the “I love yous” I remember never happened.

But they did.

7 years is a long time.

But one thing I’m not scared is that I will ever ever ever forget you. ~Conversations with an Empty Chair

5.15.2013~5.15.2020