"Because loving someone isn't an occasion or an event. It doesn't just happen once. It happens over and over again. I love you every time I pick up your favourite coffee mug; whenever that one song plays on the radio, or when I discover your old t-shirt at the bottom of my laundry pile.
I lose you every time I think of kissing you, holding you or wanting you, I go to bed at night and lose you, when I wish I could tell you about my day. And in the morning, when I wake and reach for the empty space across the sheets, I begin to lose you all over again."
I feel like I've lost my life raft. My final form of sanity.