Six whole months since I lost you. I try so hard not to put too much emphasis on dates and milestones. We live our lives in one direction and that’s forwards, we don’t live in loops and therefore six months in should bear no significance, than any other day that I am without you. But saying this is one thing, feeling it is another. Yet another sunrise on a day that he is not part of, that distance between us growing further.
Six months since you left me before dawn. But with every sunrise and sunset, your luminous light remains.