Empty house, empty heart

Dear Dorgy,

Hope you are well where ever you are. Part of me wants to believe in spirits and think you are with us. 

Every day the house feels so silent, from the moment of awakening to going to sleep. The silence is deafening.

I can’t believe you were so live and do present that we didn’t even realise. 

I haven’t even listened to music more than a month. That’s from the time you left us. I don’t know why, maybe because music associates with celebration, and I have nothing to celebrate… at all.  

I really miss you, my friend. I miss our time together. You were such a huge part of my life that now it feels so empty without you. I can’t explain it. I don’t want to explain it. 

I really want to try and tell all those funny stories about you but feeling numb. Maybe one day, Bubbles ❤️💔

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