I don’t know how to rectify this feeling
I’m feeling.
This numbness.
This emptiness.
Empty.
Even though
I didn’t know you for very long.
You were a part of me.
Are a part of me.
A part of this family.
And
We loved you.
Love you.
We had big plans for you.
For us.
Huge dreams for such an insubstantial being.
Still so significant.
Grief
I can’t justify.
It doesn’t make sense.
Why
you were here. Where you here?
Why
you are gone.
A lifetime of grief for not even a week.
Your Daddy said that I looked happy.
Your Daddy was happy.
You were ours.
Are ours.
Our secret. Our joy. Our future. Our family.
Always.
My womb is empty.
Without you.
Always your Mama.