You still teach me everyday, even though at times your face appears missing nearly all the lines.
I should not say it out loud but I'm glad your loss feels fresh in my bones.
It loads me up with grief as the sadness sips through along the narrow marrow;
and it makes me go cold right before I freeze.
But look at me now!
my bones they are strong
and nothing can break
so yes, love hurts
but so does
g r o w t h.