Broken

I could write beautiful poems and intricate paragraphs about what should have been today. I choose not to do either. I love you Leo. I wish I could have changed the outcome of your little life. I loved you every moment until your end and I will continue until my end. The things that should have been couldn't. I will never comprehend why. All that I know at this moment, while I contemplate how different things turned out, is that I miss you and love you and ache for you.