11/07/2025
Grief blooms where love once freely grew, 🌾
It speaks of all I lost — and knew.
Each tear a seed that memory sows,
Each ache a flower that still grows. 💧
For grief is love that has no home,
A wanderer, forever known.
It lingers where your laughter stayed,
It walks the paths where dreams were made. 🌅
It’s proof that love was deep and real,
That time can’t wash the way I feel.
Though pain still holds my trembling hand,
Your love remains — I understand. 🕊️
Each sob, a whisper from my soul,
Each breath, a step toward being whole.
For grief’s the act my heart still gives,
To love that’s gone — yet still it lives. 💫
I miss you more than words can tell,
Yet in that ache, I find you well.
For where there’s grief, there’s love divine,
A sacred thread from yours to mine. ❤️
— Missing You Always