There Is No End to the Depths Of Love

It is infinite.

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Someone I really loved died five months ago. I’ve had five months to think about it, cry about it, and try to live life even though I feel like it was me who died. But the fog has cleared a little. I am now able to think about it without violent outbursts of emotions and sadness. Now it’s more about remembering. There’s still sadness, but it has settled in some. Some…