It doesn’t get
easier with time, you just learn to carry the weight.
Like strength
training.
Over time, the
muscles become stronger.
The memories
crystalize.
The pain becomes a
familiar scent like mothballs in a closet.
The burden of grief
gets heavier with time
The pain never
lessens, just easier to bear.
You understand the
weight and feel it coating your memories like soap.
Some days its
bitter.
Some days its
happy.
Most of the time,
it just exists.
Woven into your
skin and bones.