Just One Word: Sad

People say that with time, grief gets easier. But what happens when you’re longing and longing, and the rainbow still isn’t here? And each day feels like the very possibility is slipping through your fingers?

@poetrybymiriam writes so eloquently here about how that possibility of hope becomes harder to hold onto, and feels very far away.

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