Monday, April 9, 2018


by Olivia Howe

It’s not easy being in love with someone who’s locked up in jail. In fact, it’s one of the hardest things to endure. Nights are lonely. Who am I kidding, days are lonely too. I want nothing more than to just feel his touch, or even do something so simple together like go for a walk.
It’s hard. Really hard. There’s no handbook on how to make a relationship survive while your man is confined behind jail bars, surrounded by nothing but concrete and barbed wire. It’s stressful and frustrating. Some days are harder than others. Some days I want to give up, but giving up on the love of my life is not an option. I have to keep it together not only for myself but for him too. 
These walls talk. Sometimes they yell. Other times they whisper. What do they talk about? Her... all day and everyday. I crave just a touch of her skin or the feel of her lips, even for just a brief moment would satisfy me, but leave me wanting more. She drives me crazy; all 5 foot 1… well 5 foot 2 inches with shoes on.
Do you want to see a true test of love? Separate us without choice. Everyone wants to see us fail; they love heartbreak.
“Just one more day, baby,” I tell her. The day will come when we will reunite, but for now, it’s just me and these walls.
I loved her then, I love her now, and I will always love her.



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