I thought about writing you a poem today, but words seem to be failing me. I have felt nothing besides pain and sadness since making the choice to not have you one year ago today. I do not want to end this day listening to sad music, crying, and hating myself; but if that is how it must be it will be, and I can pick up the pieces tomorrow. I see you when I look at Avery today, and wonder who you would have been. Would you be a girl, would you be as beautiful as you are in my dreams? But you will never be here with me, and I will always want you. I will never know you, and for that I am truly sorry. They say I didn’t have a choice, and I should never have children again. I get it, but the regret doesn’t go away…why didn’t I try harder to keep you no matter what others had to say? I will always love you though you were never real to anyone else but me…
A Perspective On Life 