I used to smile everytime you got home from work and cuddle me on our favorite old red sofa sitting in front of our old tv inside of our new married home.
I used to love the way you wrapped your raw but calming fingers around me and whisper on my right ear (because laying on the right side was your favorite) how in love you were with me.
I used to blush when you shouted on public how I was the most beautiful woman you have ever seen in your entire life and you didn’t care if we were walking in a lonely street at night or buying groceries at the supermarket.
I used to.
We used to.
But now, it is time to say my last goodbye to your grave. I need to move on for our daughter. She is 10 now. She loves you just as much I love both of you. She misses you. I miss you. But most of all, I miss all my used to’s when I was physically with you.