The house still carried sadness.
Some rooms still hurt.
Some songs would break us without warning.
But he no longer felt empty.
Because now, instead of two lonely people drowning silently next to each other, we had become family in a new way.
It wasn’t just the person we lost that kept us together.
But by choosing to continue loving each other after he would be gone.
Sometimes I still think about how close I came to banishing Leo forever because fear had distorted what I saw.
Pain can do that.
