Four months have come and gone
The axis of the earth has shifted twice since you left
Autumn ended
Winter dragged its bones across my door
And now, today, it is the first day of spring
It is 21 September 2025
I thought I would be healed by now
But I am still speaking your name in silence
The tears come and go
And my love remains
I miss you so
And you will never know
In the dead of night I scream your name
I am the only one of us still carrying this pain
Every day
I fight the urge to call you
To text you
To tell you that I still care
To tell you that I love you
Sep 28, 2025
Sep 28, 2025 at 5:07 AM UTC
Four months have come and gone
The axis of the earth has shifted twice since you left
Autumn ended
Winter dragged its bones across my door
And now, today, it is the first day of spring
It is 21 September 2025
I thought I would be healed by now
But I am still speaking your name in silence
The tears come and go
And my love remains
I miss you so
And you will never know
In the dead of night I scream your name
I am the only one of us still carrying this pain
Every day
I fight the urge to call you
To text you
To tell you that I still care
To tell you that I love you
She left 27 May 2025. Three seasons. Four months. Thousands of tears.