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Dear Caitlin,

Today was unbearable. I went through the old photos we took during our travels. I found the ones from our trip to the mountains—the place we always talked about going back to. You looked so radiant, so alive, with the wind blowing through your hair and that sparkling smile on your face. I remember how you would wake me up early to catch the sunrise, dragging me out of bed with your infectious enthusiasm.

I set up a small display of our photos in the living room. It felt like I was trying to recreate a piece of our life, to hold onto those precious moments as tightly as I can. But the more I looked at them, the more I realized that no matter how many photos I have, they can never replace the real you. I felt a profound sense of loss, a void that no photo or memory can fill. The house feels so empty without you. I keep expecting to hear your voice, to see you walking through the door with that bright smile of yours.

I also went through some of your old clothes today. I found the scarf you wore on our first winter together, the one you knitted yourself. I held it close and cried, imagining you wrapped up in it, feeling the warmth of your love even in something as simple as a scarf. I wore it around the house, hoping to feel a connection to you, to wrap myself in your love and comfort. But it only served as a reminder of how much I miss you, how much I wish you were here to share these moments with me.

The nights are the hardest. I lie in bed, surrounded by your scent, trying to find solace in the memories we shared. I keep replaying our conversations, your laughter, your touch. Every little thing reminds me of you. I miss the way you would curl up next to me, the way you would talk about your day, the way you would simply be there. The emptiness is suffocating, and I don't know how to navigate this life without you.

I wrote a letter to you today, something I've done every day since you left. It's my way of reaching out, of hoping that somehow, somewhere, you can hear me, feel my love, understand the depth of my sorrow. I don't know how to move forward, how to make sense of this world without you. All I know is that I love you, Caitlin, and I miss you more than words can say.

Yours forever,

 Davin

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