no celebration

there is no celebration in me today...only brokeness...i miss her...

i miss her smile

i miss the way she sleeps while i drive

i miss her seeing into me and past my masks

i miss the toothpaste cap not being on all the way

i miss the toilet paper being pulled in the wrong direction

i miss the curling iron being left by the sink

i miss everything about her

god please restore us quickly, there are so many memories that we have left to make together...