Grieving

Are you
sure it’s
gone?

What
about
love?

He
asked

Compassion?

Make
no
mistake

I’ve
lost
it all

She
replied

Her
face,
ashen

Hard Times

Being
in love
with you

Sometimes

Was a
thankless
task

But I’d
do it
all again

You know

Without
having to
be asked

Xxx