Sparks

 

I just want my spark back. The version of me who laughed without forcing it, who found beauty in small things, who felt light instead of weighed down.

I miss her - the me before everything changed… The me who didn't have to measure joy against guilt, who didn't feel the ache humming beneath every quiet moment. 

I keep waiting for that version of me to come back, but she feels further away each day. 

That's the cruel truth about grief… it doesn't just take the person you love, it takes parts of you, too. The pieces that only existed in their presence, the confidence, the ease, the simple sense of being whole. You move through the world a little dimmer, trying to spark against a life that doesn’t ignite the same way anymore. 

…And sometimes, the effort alone feels like another loss.

* Sparks- Coldplay 🎶*