❅ - The words ; “Can you hear me?” fell upon deaf ears. The bitter cold clawing away at your exposed skin. There you sat, at your late mother’s grave. A grave you built for her, there was nothing to bury but the memories that were shared between you two.

❅ - You understood the type of person your mother once was. How cruel & distasteful she was to this fragile world. Yet for a second you never hated her. How could you? She was the only person who loved you.