Grief is like living two lives, one is where you’re pretending everything is alright and the other is where your heart silently screams in pain.
We think about you always, we talk about you still, You’ve never been forgotten and you never will. We hold you close within our heart and there you will remain, To walk and guide us through our lives until we met again.
“Our dead are never dead to us unless we forget them”. - George Eliot