Rough night. No sleep at all. Today is going to be terrible. Here we go….

You know what really sucks? Not being able to hold her and wipe her tears away. Not being able to rock her gently back ad forth and kissing the top of her head. Not being to hold her hand and kiss her tears away. Not being able to softly whisper in her ear “it will be okay”. Not being able to make her feel good. Or to take her pain away. Or to hold her face and pull it closer to mine and kiss her. Not being able to lay next to her intertwined. Or to hold her close next to me. Not being able to kiss her all over and my hands gliding all over. Not being able to wake up with her in the morning and seeing her smile. Or laugh or giggle. You want to know what sucks the most? Not being there next to her or really with her and not being able to show her just how much I really love her

(Source: even-the-worst-storms-gotta-end)