I felt grief , I knew grief.
But I only experienced grief when I stepped out and the world was whole even though mine fell apart.
And that angered me , How can life go on when mine stopped? How is the world okay when I am not?
My universe was taken away from me , so why is the sky still lit up by stars?
My life is grey , why is the sun still out?
I can’t move on , I can’t leave the past because that’s where you exist most.
Your story was definitely written in glitter because there’s no way something so artistic would be written in ordinary old ink.
God perhaps doesn’t have favourites but if he did , I know he'd have picked you.
So then why did the loss of you not make the sky bleed and the Earth break?
The world has moved 3658 hours , 219 518 minutes and 13 171 080 seconds since I lost you, why then am I still stuck at the 04th of June 2024 , why is mind still at 11:51am?

- s h a s  -

I am running late ' she yelled , I need you to tie my lace whilst I lotion myself.
A small act of offering assistance became a habit and as time passed, she knew she never had to tie her lace alone again.
Every outing , every occasion , The words ' Tie my lace ' echoed.

He never taught her how to because he knew he would be around long enough to make sure she never had to learn.
With that promise of being around forever , He also never taught her how to live without him.
Because it is impossible , right? Heaven isn't so selfish to steal him so soon , Heaven knew she needed him forever and a day or two.

But it happened , sooner than he promised it would be , ' What happens to my lace ' she wondered , Will it stay undone forever?
She felt like throwing away every laced shoe , its not worth using if he isn't the one tying the lace.

As she set out to burn every shoe , she remembered , he tied those laces because he loved how it looked on her , he ensured they were always perfectly tied and that she was comfortable.
How can that go in vain?
She stopped , slid her feet in and with a river in her eyes , she tied her own lace.
She tied her own lace today and she will never stop tying them , not for herself but for him.

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