They say time heals but I don’t think that’s true. Time doesn’t erase the pain. It only teaches me how to carry it more quietly.
I still miss you every single day. Some days it feels bearable. Other days the grief is so loud, it’s like the whole world should pause with me. But it doesn’t. Life keeps moving. People keep laughing. And I keep trying to breathe through the ache.
I miss your voice. I miss who I was when I had you around. Losing you broke me in ways I never thought possible. It left me with a silence that echoes louder than words, a longing that time hasn’t touched or maybe never.
And yet, here I am learning, stumbling, surviving. Maybe that’s what grief really is; not healing but carrying on regardless.
TUHAME ❤️
