I cannot sleep. I keep thinking about everything. I miss my baby girl. I don't know what to do without her. Today was really hard. I cried most of the day. Everything sent me to tears. Sometimes I wonder what's the point of moving forward. I want to be with my baby. But I choose to believe. I believe that she'll come back to me. Her soul, her spirit, will return and be our baby again. I have to believe that otherwise the world is too dark. I have to hold on to hope. Please come back. Please let us have a second chance and let us be your parents again. I love you so much Delilah. I sometimes feel that she is still out there. I have to go look for her. She is waiting for me. She needs her mommy and I need my Delilah.
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