#life-is-short · #love-story · #memory · #observation

Reflecting

Nothing prepares us for

Time, the widow-maker

We think we know the grief

We will feel, expect it, and

The loneliness, the overwhelming

Power of the loss, yet is is

All a surprise, like the knife of

Heartache, inevitable, sometimes

Fire-told, it steals up on us

Creeps in, nothing prepares us

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