Forgotten Grief
Grief is an odd thing. It is so suffocating, so present, so tangible. It eats up the minutes and the hours while at the same time slows everything to a crawl, like you are living in slow motion.
Grief is an odd thing. It is so suffocating, so present, so tangible. It eats up the minutes and the hours while at the same time slows everything to a crawl, like you are living in slow motion.
