My heart feels like a heavy weight ready to sink to the ocean floor.
It feels like my tears supply the ocean with new, rocky water.
I am trying to stay afloat and not sink with my heart as other passengers are aboard.
I now have to be strong for them.
Love brought me here.
While the feeling of grief isn’t new, it feels like a distant friend—one that I used to know so well but now see in passing and catch up with every now and again.
I will always know this friend, but sometimes the relationship feels deeper, heavier, and more present.
The cause of this friendship is what I am missing and missing out on.
Love brought me here.
Today, I am heavyhearted and reunited with a friend. I am ready for them to leave, but they are here to stay awhile.
Minus well embrace this friendship, let the water fill the ocean, and brace for the next week or so.
It’s okay to have these days.
Love brought me here.
