Dearest.
Grief.
Does not go away.
It mutates
In to favorites…
flowers and bees
Perfumes
Colors of leaves
Songs sung and heard
Tears falling
Deep deep unspoken words
Internal yellings
Swimming in oceans swallowing cries
Deep sighs
Over and over
As if the air
Would ever be less heavy
Ever again
Some day they say
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