Grief,
It's a painful thing.
I do not remember a time without her.
She has been by my side for- well,
what feels like forever.
Maybe there was a time where she wasn't around.
I miss when she didn't drag me down.
Make me drown.
She has held my hand since your dying day.
I was too young to know better, so she grabbed my hand and took me over.
At first, I did not realize how dead she would make me feel inside, but now I've come to see that grief is just love with no place to be.
I love you; it's killing me.
May 21, 2025
May 21, 2025 at 10:52 PM UTC
Grief,
It's a painful thing.
I do not remember a time without her.
She has been by my side for- well,
what feels like forever.
Maybe there was a time where she wasn't around.
I miss when she didn't drag me down.
Make me drown.
She has held my hand since your dying day.
I was too young to know better, so she grabbed my hand and took me over.
At first, I did not realize how dead she would make me feel inside, but now I've come to see that grief is just love with no place to be.
I love you; it's killing me.
#Grief #Love and #Death #iloveyou #imissyou
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