She will smile and laugh.
She will go out with friends.
Usually she is okay.
People tell her she is strong.
She has to be.
She has no choice.
She can be a bit of an actress.
She has to be because people don’t understand
No one understands.
It is much easier to pretend to be okay than have to explain how she feels
She is tired of explaining.
She is tired of being told how to grieve. How to feel.
She is tired of platitudes and cliches.
She lost of the love of her life. Her soul mate. Her best friend. Her partner in crime. Her other half. Her confidant. Her co-parent.
She also lost her security. Her dreams. Her plans. Her faith. Her innocence. Her identity.
No one knows the pain. The emptiness. The sadness. The loneliness.
The reminders of what she used to have.
The false hope that life will be good again.
False hope that she will be whole again.