She's been gone for a week and time has been surreal from one moment to the next. Like the thing that it is, a construct for our senses to exist within, it varies. And within it I've moved through so many perceptions and emotions and understandings and prayers and confusions and wisdoms. Tonight I'll be able to look into her eyes and my heart will become even more vast to hold everything that exists within them. Welcome home, my love.
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