I actually really love this poem. This tackles a topic that a lot of poets cover, but I've never seen it covered like this. Because you never really get over death. You just live with it. Even when you remember the good times, the memories are all coated in this foggy haze of loss. For a while, you can't even experience anything good without the subtle thought of "I wish you were here for this." You feel guilty for even being happy. It sucks.
Because when someone dies, a part of you dies with them.
Beautiful poem. Thank you for sharing this with me. It truly is lovely.
All my love
Lilith
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