I still grieve..

Sometimes I just stop mid-sentence

Suddenly I feel your otherworldly presence

While saying something, out of the blue

Without warning I am inundated with memories of you

I remember phrases that you used to say

I remember the rather quirky way

In which advice you would give to me

I could use some advice, I miss you acutely

In this moment, I find myself with tears in my eyes

Beyond the physical world extend our ties

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Grief is not linear, nor finite, it comes and goes

Without warning you find yourself in its throes

When the waves of grief rock me, it’s futile to fight

I embrace it, let it devastate me, and emerge with fresh insight