Gone.

I officially lost my baby today. He's gone. He's no longer apart of me. My sweet angel is in heaven now. I no longer have a reason to be here. My sweet baby boy was too precious for this world. He is a warrior. God's little angel. I know he's looking down on me. My baby boy. He's gone. I never got to hold him in my arms, or kiss his soft face. I never got to touch his heart and feel his soft heart beat. I'm never going to get to watch him grow each day. He's never going to have his first day of school or his first friend. He'll never experience his first crush and his first kiss. He'll never fall in love. He'll never graduate high school and go to college. He'll never get married and have children. He never even got the chance to live, breathe fresh air, or see the world for the first time. He was gone just as the wind blew. I didn't appreciate him enough. I should've loved him mire, although I gave him every ounce of love I had to give. I miss him so dearly. He's gone.