grief is love. and it is also
panic. screaming. guilt. isolation.
empty spaces. unspoken names. unwanted goodbyes. photographs missing faces. homes missing laughter. waiting for a dream. getting a nightmare instead. stolen memories. endless tears. endless aching. made from love but becoming
much more than that.
grief is a bleeding hand
holding a stem full of thorns
being told to focus on the rose.
- sara rian
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