Losing You Crippled a Part of everyone.💔🕊️
Gmb Trey… 💔😔 Some losses don’t come with an expiration date. Some names remain permanently etched into your heart, no matter how many birthdays pass, how many seasons change, or how hard you try to convince the world that you’re okay.
“We miss the hell out of you” doesn’t even begin to explain it.
Mama fked up. I know I have my flaws, and I know I’m still trying to find my way through this life. But what people don’t understand is that losing you changed everything. They say I use your death as a crutch, but they weren’t there to see what happened to me when you left. They didn’t feel the silence. They didn’t carry this kind of emptiness. They didn’t wake up knowing that someone they loved would never walk through that door again.
Losing you didn’t make me weak. It crippled me. 💔
And somehow, I’m still here. Still breathing. Still trying. Still fighting through the days when grief comes crashing back without warning. Sometimes a song, a picture, a memory, or even a quiet moment can bring everything rushing back like it happened yesterday.
Trey, I wish heaven had visiting hours. I’d come just to sit beside you, tell you everything I never got to say, and hold onto you for a little longer.
People may never understand why your absence still hurts this deeply. But I don’t need them to understand.
I loved you. I lost you. And a piece of me went with you.
Until we meet again, keep resting peacefully. 🕊️❤️ Your name will continue to live in my heart, your memories will continue to tell your story, and your absence will always be felt.
I’m trying, Trey… I really am. 😔💔🙏🏽
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