Each day the hurt remains


Each morning when I wake, I remember my little boy, and each night I wonder how I reach the end of the day without breaking down, It's not always true that time heals all wounds, there are wounds and heartache that you don't want to heal. The memories of something really special stays with us in all our living moments as we long to be together once more.

Missing you alway xx


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