When someone you love dies
the sky is no longer
just blue.
It is a million different shades of blue
and grey and white
and each day seems somehow shorter
and the wind tastes bitter in your mouth
like the salt in the wound
like the salt in your tears
when someone you love
is gone.
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Agitation of hands. Strength of words. 
Sweetheart, I am sorry for your mum. What a beautiful and uplifting sadness in your words. Ali
Oh….
I didn’t think of saying this at the time but this isn’t
ABOUT my mum.
It’s for her
because a very dear friend died recently.
But thanks for your concern Ali.