These four words—loss, grief, love, and life—are deeply intertwined for me. Whenever I reflect on one, the others inevitably come to mind. They are interconnected, each shaping and defining the other in profound ways. Loss is the end of something whether relationship, dream or a phase of life. For me in recent times, has often represented what could have been. It is filled with endless “What ifs” of life ranging from unspoken words, missed choices or opportunities that linger in…
Browsing Tag
Loss
The goosebumps were filled on the skin Hairs stood at the back of the neck In a moment, the rancid smell of liquefying skin blended with roasted hair and metals was choking It didn’t put on a show to care or recognize anyone It had nothing to do with being too good or excessively insidious. Dark smoke and fire filled the air The absence of oxygen took life speedier than the burns Time will stop and each memory will be…