when my heart, is feeling heavy when the missing feels so strong. when my eyes have cried so many tears and waiting seems so long. when i lose my way a little and i stumble here and there. when my soul runs out of comfort and my lungs run out of air. when the memories start to fade and i just want to make them last. when i'm asked if i'm still grieving after all the time that's passed. i take a walk and clear my head. i find a peaceful place. i tell myself that it's okay and show myself some grace. i will not rush this grief of mine - i'll wander slowly through it. a love so deep is far too blessed to ever just undo it. and i will be the one you see with wildflowers in my hair. my eyes lost in the willows and my hands folded in prayer. i'll be the gentle one who watches feathers as they fall. or looks for art in rainbows and sunlight on my wall. i'll be the one who talks to birds and traces lines rain drew for every glimpse of beauty is another glimpse of you. 🥀🌹🌷 @billypaul.o