Written by: Abeeda
I’m struggling with this grief inside; it’s growing. It knows that things are changing. It can sense that time is passing and with it things are beginning to unravel.
Every moment reminds me that we are drawing one step closer to this silent erasure of who you are.
You’re slipping away, and here I stand; helpless, unable to do anything to get in it’s way.
The realisation chokes me. Throughout it all, I’m desperately trying to value every moment we have. It’s the fear of losing you that leaves me confused and irritable; leaving me unable to make sense of the gravity of pain that my mind seems to want to ready my soul to carry.
I’m not ready.
Please God, Help me.