It doesn't matter how much time passes, I never stop missing you, I never stop feeling the emptiness that your absence has left, I never stop wishing you were here, wishing that I could hear your voice, hug you, hold your hand, just talk to you. I never stop hating myself for taking those moments for granted and not somehow keeping you here with me, with us.
I hate that you're not here, I hate that I feel like a completely different person without you here, I hate who I've become.
I am so sorry that I've let you down, I'm sorry I'm not the person you brought me up to be, I'm sorry I'm not living how you had hoped.
I miss you so much, I love you Mum. I love you so much, I wish I could tell you this.
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