It's only been five weeks and I'm already having trouble remembering. . .
remembering the weight of Felicity's almost ten pound body cradled in my arms. . .
remembering the smell of her hair and skin through my stuffed up nose. . .
remembering the feeling of her soft, smooth skin and how chubby her cheeks were. . .
remembering the feel of her hair and her fingers wrapped around mine. . .
I'm trying so hard to remember and yet, I wish I could just forget. . .
forget that this is my life. . .
forget this empty feeling in my body because she's not with me. . .
forget this intense sadness in every moment. . .
But I'd much rather have sadness and pain in my memories than no memories at all!
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