loyd-love
Loyd, my gay husband, my beautiful friend. I love you so much. More than I can even express.
To know you felt that hopeless - that alone - makes me wish I could have spent one more second with you. Maybe it would have changed something. I know that you’d probably slap me for that kind of thinking. “SHUT up.”
I miss your laugh. The last conversation we had, you told me you loved me. With a laugh. We joked about getting married.
Every time a child passed by, “Can we make one?”
I will think of you always.
RIP Loyd King. March 28, 1987 to Aug. 22, 2010.
