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                        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 just love

With nowhere to go.

And I think they were right

Because this grief

Sits heavily within me,

Constantly rattling my cage,

To remind me it’s here to stay.

I will grieve for as long as I love you,

Which is

Eternity.

-Jessica VanNeste