Your Love Holds the Memory
The sun has dipped below the line, and the house is finally quiet enough for the tears to start. You are holding onto the grief like a shield, terrified that if you finally exhale, the specific sound of their voice will dissolve into the silence forever.
But the light does not ask you to choose between your sorrow and your memory. In the stillness of this evening, the voice you fear losing is not fading; it is moving deeper, from your ears into your bones.
You do not have to cry forever to keep them close. The love that holds you is strong enough to carry the memory even when your eyes are dry.
Drawing from
Gospel of Mary 5:4-5, Matthew 26:38-39
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