That day you slipped away I watched you take your last breath, no more suffering for you, that’s how I felt.
The day you were laid to rest felt so strange and unreal, how could I ever imagine a world without you.
Each day when I wake up, my first thought “you’re gone”, that’s when the heartache starts all over again.
Every day is a challenge a burden so great, an uphill struggle I try hard to navigate.
Some days I can cope and manage a smile but suddenly without warning the tears begin again.
Most days I do my best to put on a good show, hiding my pain putting on a brave face.
On a bad day it’s a battle to get out of bed, to put one foot in front of the other is all I can do.
On a good day I believe you’re still here with me, this gives me comfort and a reason to go on.
Forever and a day our love will survive, I know you will always be right here by my side.
– Mary Anne Byrne
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