Carrying Love Without the Weight
The afternoon stretches out, long and gray, and your hands feel empty. You are trying to remember the exact weight of their hand in yours, the specific warmth that used to settle there, but the memory is slipping like water through a clenched fist.
It feels like forgetting is a second betrayal, as if letting go of the sensation means letting go of them. But the light does not live in your memory.
It lives in your marrow. You do not have to hold on tight to keep what matters.
The love that held you then is the same light holding you now, even when your hands are open and shaking. You are not losing them to the silence; you are learning to carry them without the weight.
Drawing from
John 14:18, Thomas 77
Verses
John 14:18
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