Made it through another of this holy holiday that has forever lost it's shine for you.

A day you will forever remember as the last day to hold your mother's embrace. Just six years ago.

So I will hold space for you my love. A space where you can let the pain, loss, and grief wreak havoc on these walls.

And I'll learn that I can't take it all way even though I really want to.

But unlike the saint this day is named after my dear I won't die for you but I will live.

An bare the presence of a love that ain't going anywhere.
© cmrios