Life feels so unreal. When losing a loved one, not everyone is privileged enough to properly grieve, because life has to go on. There are bills to pay, there are responsibilities to attend to, and others expect them to move forward as soon as possible. Yet, it's a kind of grief that's probably never gonna heal. Tears may stop at some point, but memories show up again at a random time no one expects. It will suddenly be there when one sees a specific place, or eats specific food, or hears a song. Grief is love that tries to find its way because it has nowhere to go.
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