For a long time, my pain was the only thing I could feel. I cling to it, now. It comforts me. It’s the one thing I know will never leave.
I miss you. I miss you. I miss you.
For a long time, my pain was the only thing I could feel. I cling to it, now. It comforts me. It’s the one thing I know will never leave.
I miss you. I miss you. I miss you.
Letters to Adrian are real letters from a mother to her stillborn child. Letters are shared here in periodic batches.