You’re still there.
In the back of my mind,
in the back of my heart.
so as not to hurt too much.

But then a song plays,
someone says something.
I shake my head to clear it,
but there it is….grief.

Tears course down my cheeks.

It’s too painful.
Wounds open again and again.
Questions, no answers.
I push you back down
Down to that place.

I don’t want to cry anymore
but I know I will.

Grief doesn’t go away.

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