Counting Time

Time--you count it because of fear or love. I count 2.5 years of mourning--the first 3 months of missing him were hell--so are the last 3.  There are not enough words to describe the callousness of his nature and not enough to describe the emptiness either it caused. The necessary descriptives elude me, I think. …

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