Are love and grief not of the same vein?
To have loved and lived so ferociously
That all that remains is loss?
Like the long dangling cord
At the end of a violin note
I find myself in blurred lines
For the more I fall
The greater the grief
What is grief if not love I suppose
Jan 14
Jan 14, 2026 at 2:39 AM UTC
Are love and grief not of the same vein?
To have loved and lived so ferociously
That all that remains is loss?
Like the long dangling cord
At the end of a violin note
I find myself in blurred lines
For the more I fall
The greater the grief
What is grief if not love I suppose
