How Has It Been A Year Already?!
25th June 2019 To those who are no longer with me, For one of you, it has been a year and three days since you left me. No, you didn't leave me, you didn't go by choice. It has been one year and three days since you were taken from me. It appears to me that, the older I get, the harder it is for me to get over a death. Now, we all know that moving on from losing someone we love is hard and, at first, we are so reluctant to do so, however, when I was younger, of course it hurt like hell, but for some reason it was also easier to brush off. This past year I have found myself on many occasions crying unexpectedly, for seemingly no reason at all. The best reasoning, I have ever seen for this, and this is where I need you to forgive me because I have no idea who said this originally but, grief is like a button, inside a box which plays host to a giant ball. This ball is so giant that it is constantly pressing on that button, triggering your never-ending grief...