by Connie Boling
(Reynolds Station, Kentucky)
I miss you. I can't do anything that I don't turn around and look for you. You are/were my shadow. I'm still pacing the floors and it's hard trying to get used to not hearing your nails ticking behind on the tile floor. There hasn't been a day that has gone by that I haven't cried over you, and not a night has went by that I haven't woken up just to see where you are but you're not there.
There was some bacon left over from breakfast yesterday and for a second I looked around for you. It's not the same without you. I'm never gonna let you go, I can't. You're my best friend my love and my life. I miss you and love you so much.