Grief is a lot like ocean waves, it comes and goes, bringing different emotions every time it comes to shore. This week I lost someone I love. I can't shake the feeling that I'm doing it all wrong. Is there a right way to grieve? To ride this unpredictable ocean?
It's been a long time since I wished you were with me. Today I crave for you. I long for your big arms and the quiet kind of comfort you were always so good at. You're an action man, you never needed any words to make it all better, just a hug and the ingredients to my favorite meal.
Maybe I'm only admitting this because I'm exposed, my feelings raw and vulnerable, but I love you. I don't think I can ever stop loving you.
YOU ARE READING
Reminds Me of You
Short StoryThere are so many things she wants to tell him. But she can't, so she writes them instead.
