• iamaftertherain 23w

    They ask me “how I’ve been?”
    And I know they mean “do you still mourn for him?”
    I smile and I say “I’m ok”,
    Feeling weak in my chest but,
    A smile lurks from my beaming love,
    And they smile too,
    And say they have been hanging on too.
    Now there’s silence,
    And broken smiles-
    And lots of sly hope.