I miss my deceased love more than i have in a long time today. I found his picture and jacket in my drawer and held them in my arms as tears fell and ravaged my body. I tried to stop crying but couldn't. Sitting here writing i still cry. I love him so much and pray to have him back even though its no use. I know that its no use. I love him so much and miss him more. I just need someone to hold me. I feel like a child who has been tortured and just wants the solace and warmth of loving arms to cry in. I am so alone. I just want someone who will hold me and tell me everything's going to be okay. Is that too hard to ask..