i can look in the mirror
and not cry now.
i can sit under the stars
and smile now.
i can listen to your favourite song
without choking up.
i can laugh at the jokes
you told me once.
i can comb my hair
and not think of your hands.
i can choose my dresses
for dates with other men.
i can sleep at night
and not wake up with tears,
every time my hand touches
the side that was once yours.
i can think of you
and i can not sob.
i can tell people of your wonders
and how you made time stop.
i can be in love with others
and still love you.
i can count my blessings
and include you too.
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7 Weeks Without You ✓
PoetryGrief is a five letter word but the turbulence it creates can last as much as five years, maybe even more. 7 Weeks Without You is not a story, but a state. Each week reflects one stage of grief: grief for the death of your loved one. Genre: Poetry ...
