From my pain. Again.

Some days it's so hard. It's so hard to be strong. It's so hard to believe that this is it. So hard to accept it. Today all I can think of is that Wednesday night. That you held my hand all night and I slept with my head in your chest. Or when we were wildernessing and exploring the light house in north Van. It just hurts too much that it's over like this. It's unbearable.