some nights i just want to get up and scream at my walls and write my brothers name everywhere, to make him more ‘here’ more present more alive
and i am tired of thinking because my mind jumps and twists and grief will fade but i come back to this
i always come back to this
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we all come back to this, sometimes it takes years for us not too, but with time it will get better.
I am sorry 🙁 I mean: it is good that you are keeping his memory alive. We all make some small dent on the world, and it sounds like his was a good one. Take care 🙂
that was gorgeous, thank you so much