May 31, 2018

How can this be? 

1,000 days have passed by. 

1,000 days without my baby. 

Some days are easier than others. 

Less invasive thoughts and memories.

Other days, I am hanging by a thread.

A thread that dangles dangerously.

Day 1,000 seems to be foggy. 

Unrealistic and coarse. 


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