I hate how you have
a limited time to get
over the loss of someone.
School gives you 3 days
off when someone dies,
and after that you're supposed
to be okay, like nothing happened.
Friends feel like you've had
enough time to cope a few
days after the funeral, and
that you should be smiling.
Family-friends want to pretend
that everything is alright, that we
should be happy because
they're in a better place now.
That you should be over it
before it even happened.
But I'm not over it.
It's been past a month and
I can't look at her stuff without
having to go to my room to cry.
Pictures destroy me.
And the thoughts of all the things
I should have done, but didnt,
haunt me. I should have spent
more time with her, and now I'll
never get the chance.
And I don't think I'll ever be okay
with the fact that she's gone.
Family is never going to be
over it. There isn't a timeline
for when one can even begin
coping. It's easy to say it's not
hard when it's not your blood
you lost. Everyone forgot about
her, but they have no clue how
hard that is for someone who
spent everyday of their life with her.
Dishonored*
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