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Grief Kept Quiet
Sometimes it looks like routine. Like
getting through the day without question.
No tears. No explanations. But there are
moments, small, unexpected, when your
absence settles in again.
Not sharp. Nor loud. Just there. A weight
I've learned not to react to. I don't reach
for you anymore. I just notice you're gone.
And that knowing sits quietly in me,-
unchanged, unmoving. Grief didn't leave.
It just became something I carry without
needing to show it.
Some losses don't end. They just go
silent.
