'Why does it hurt so much? Why can't I be the person she will look up to when she grows into a lovely young lady? I can't even look at myself.  I don't recognize myself! Why is my heart feeling so heavy? They say time heal all wounds, but it doesn't. I still feel her fingers running through my hair. I still smell her scent when I hug the pillow. She is everywhere I go. I can't even look at her, because she reminds me so much of her that it hurts. Why?'

 

This is somewhat a whole total different kind of story that I am used to writing usually, but I am still learning to be a better writer and that is why I started this story, I want to grow and be better!
I hope you will like this story as much as I will love writing it.