There are days where the magnitude of my loss
Takes me right back to that phone call
To that longing to get to you
To that first realization that you were gone.

Then as the pain of your loss washes over me,
I remind myself to breathe…

Breathe through your death
Breathe through the devastation
Breathe through the anger
Breathe through the pain
Breathe though the tears
Breathe through the memories
Breathe through the love
Breathe through the absence
Breathe through the loneliness
Breathe through the silence
Breathe through the fears
Breathe through the interrupted plans
Breathe though the unspoken words
Just breathe…

Because tomorrow,
the world demands I to put on a brave face
It expects me to be “strong.”

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