I haven’t seen the sun
My world is blanketed in dark clouds...

I wanted to be selfish.
To fall to my knees, entangle our fingers...

I’ve spent years here playing with my ashes,
Watching seasons pass and the grass regrow...

She made me delicate.
She peeled back layers of protection...

She and I are not the same
I don’t have the courage to ask...

She was the purple-blue night sky that always felt...
She was the drug I’d always use when I felt too...

It feels like ages since we’ve talked
But I can still see your smile in my head...

Today marks six months after your passing.
On this blistering cold May Mother’s Day...

The thought of you in daylight feels fictional.
I have no doubt your pale skin...

There is nothing for me to forgive;
I hold no resentment, no anger, no disdain...

Securely tucked in their warm glow,
The frost in my chest begins to thaw...

I promised myself that I would be gentle,
That I would no longer punish myself for taking my...