Time

When this whole May happened? In my heart it's still winter. I'm still in a deep grief and my time stopped over half year ago. I'm living day by day. Going to sleep sad. Waking up and starting everything over. Thinking about my Mum. Trying not to think about Him. Learning to live again. It's like I have a few separate lives. Me - at work. Me - as a patient (still dealing with my spine). Me - as a women with broken heart. Me - as a person who wants to go out with friends. Me - as a part of a broken family. Those worlds rarely infiltrate. I'm in a pieces.