Preface: My life has always been full of grief. Everything starts and ends eventually, and being the bear witness of that leads to a lot of hurt. Grief comes in forms of understanding, it comes abstractly, and it comes when you least expect it. All we can hope to do is hold on, to ourselves, and to them.
grief over one you’ve not lost yet is the worst grief of all
losing someone still alive hurts most
they are here physically
but they haven’t been here in years
we watch our beloved slip through the cracks
they disappear
and we can’t stop it
there comes a point
we can no longer help them
mourning is hard
but it’s even harder when they’re still alive
