They say three months is too soon That it isn't enough time That it's impossible.
I say you've never seen her in the morning, just as she's waking. You've never seen her fighting to stay awake in the middle of the night or heard the sudden rumble of her snoring.
I say you've never seen her eyes when she's worried because you're running a fever of 104 but refuse to go to the hospital. Or seen them light up when you improvised an edible meal for once.
I say you've never tasted her tears Or heard her laugh Or kissed her scars.
I say you've never thought about a life without her only to realize you couldn't.