I lost my father, my best friend, recently, A short poem about loss.
Grief never leaves.
It can be the smallest thing that reminds you.
Grief is different for everyone, And the cycle can differ.
And the worst, for some, is the guilt,
The feeling that you didn't spend enough time with them,
But it gets easier.
If you surround yourself with people that love you and care for you,
it will get better.
Just keep holding on..
and remember that people love you