grief isn’t like sadness. Sadness is thick, like a heavy fog that clouds your vision so you can’t see any of the good things around you. But grief is something else. It’s not fog, it’s a storm. It rages inside you, tearing at your organs, pulling at your heart, lungs, skin, until they feel like they are going to rip wide open, exposing the most delicate parts of you, leaving them bloody and raw. Grief is savage, like love. I think maybe it’s the same thing as love? It’s love that is trapped inside you, a bird that can’t spread its wings so it flaps violently in protest until it’s exhausted and
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