bElng mysElf

                                                                                        I grieve different each day. Sometimes it is fierce, Debilitating and painful. And other days it is A dull, familiar pain That buries itself within my bones. Each passing day Is a reminder of what will never be. So I grieve- For the days you won’t get to see, The moments you’ve missed, I grieve- For the days passed since I last held you, And the days left here on earth Without you. I grieve- Because I miss the sound of your voice, And the smirk on your face When you’d laugh. I grieve- Because that is the price we pay When we love so deeply. Grief is a debt I will pay For the rest of my life. Until it is my turn to rest, Eternally in Heaven, with you. It has been said That grief is jus...