The larger the void

Massachusetts,  United States
  I passively left the decision up to my girlfriend. It was a chemical love, devoid of thought or reason, pure lust on my part. I couldn't think around her. I felt it was entirely her choice, in the end. She never saw me as a serious choice for a husband or mate.

We aborted twin boys. I had to drop her off early in the morning/early afternoon and pick her up hours later in the dark of winter. I just ambled about a city I didn't know.

My life was and is a shambles. The older I get the worse the loss feels, the larger the void.
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go.
Priests for Life