Grieving

It shits me when people can just tell me off and easily say “move on” like I haven’t been trying..

and when people say time heals all wounds,

why at times does it hurt now 2 years later, just as much as that April morning?

Don’t get me wrong, I’m doing okay, I am happy but there are just days where it hit you, 

and there are moments that could easily sweep you off your feet

There are nights that all you could hear are those quiet teardrops that sound like lullabies for you to sleep

It’s funny that I speak of grief too often that it now feels like I’m incapable to be loved by someone else

And its scary to think that I am swallowed with the pain too deep

 that this great love that I still have within me can no longer see the light