There's a name for grief.

by silvershoes   Jun 22, 2018


They say healing is in the forgetting, so I tear the wound open when it starts to close.

It doesn’t take much.

I can’t finish saying your two syllable name out loud before my voice cracks and my eyes fog over.

I didn’t know what heartbreak was until losing you, not because you wanted to leave,
but because you didn’t.

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  • 3 years ago

    by nouriguess

    I needed to cry tonight, so I instantly clicked on this poem. Your baby’s in a good place. He’s always alive in your poetry.

  • 4 years ago

    by nouriguess

    Your love for Milo is obviously so pure and immense. Love reading your poems about him.

  • 5 years ago

    by Em (marmite)

    This took my breath away

  • 5 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    Love to see your poetry, and I hope it helps with the grief. Sending you so much support, always <3

  • 5 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    this piece just granted me a lump in my throat. Beautiful heart you have and when you write about your sweet orange I just cry.. hugs you

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