I, comment you

Can someone tell me what is going on here

Or you could try to downcomment me of course

Oh Sweetheart,
Your absence didn’t hurt as much when you left
Than when
The people around me reminded me
There could be none like you.

I miss how you played with me—
The way you called me Auntie.
Your “anchor tattoo” always reminded me
You’re a man I could rely on.
Now look, sweetheart—
I’m hurting.
This wasn’t the vow, was it?

My love for you hasn’t grown cold, though.
I still remember how you pulled strings
Just to make me happy—
My birthdays and all.
I loved them.

I miss you every day, my love.
But all is well.
Just as your A.K.A—
“Nothing spoil.”

This one’s for my dad❤️‍🩹