The world is crashing down on me.
I suddenly can’t catch my breath.
I need you Annie.
I need the warmth of your hugs to press against my skin so that I can have the reassurance that my world will be okay.
I need your voice. I need your smile. I need your presence.
Where are you Annie?
Where are those endless nights of laughter.
Where are the countless memories that I have savored in the pockets of my coat?
My world is crashing down, but I have been found.
I have found my purpose.
I have found my voice.