I've resorted to sleeping on the couch now. I can't stand walking into our room and seeing-
I just can't go in there anymore.
I'm always sore. The couch is firm and uncomfortable. We never did sit on it... We were always in the bedroom, you reading, me holding you as I play some new video game. My favorite part was holding you, though. I loved feeling your warmth against me, and feeling every breath that you took.
But that's gone now. You're gone now.
I can hardly sleep anymore. Even when I can sleep, I don't sleep well.Whenever I shut my eyes, I see you. I see the blood-covered wall, the gaping hole in the side of your head... And I remember your eyes.
I used to love gazing into your eyes... They were so full of hope, and love, and joy...
What happened?
