I love you still.
The sun, the moon,
the universe, was ours.
Yet all that remains
is a blanket of stars
shaped like an arrow
through my soul.
The sun, the moon,
the universe, was ours.
Yet all that remains
is a blanket of stars
shaped like an arrow
through my soul.
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Sharing one's pain, especially that of a lost loved one, is one of the best ways to lessen it. Nothing will ever rid ourselves of it completely. It becomes part of us like our hands and feet, but its impact can be dulled by time and the love of another. The sun will rise again, and with it the joy of a life not yet fully realized. Take heart, the darkness will be conquered.
I really like this one.
I just stumbled across your blog. Very moving.
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