I’m losing parts of a person
I’ll never really know again. death changes everybody.
everyone eventually copes and moves forward, but they’re
never really the same. everything will be a reminder, and
although the pain will become more tolerable, it will never
actually subside. I worry about christmas and thanksgiving, of
birthdays and special occasions, of every constant reminder of
what once was and what can no longer be. I worry that on the
other end of this is a person I will no longer recognize until
the heaviness has come for me.
