Months Have Passed But Why Does It Still Hurt Like Hell?
Months have passed but why does it still hurt like hell?
I am arranging the clothes in my closet and everything in here just reminds me of my mom. I miss her so much that I wish she’s right beside me now.
Indeed, grief and longing is not about the big things. It’s the small things that crumple your heart and crush it again and again into small pieces.
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