I'm not ready to say goodbye
I'm not ready to be surrounded by people
I'm not ready to write this obituary
I'm not ready to start the healing process
I'm not ready.
I want to lay down and scroll through old photos and listen to old voicemails.
I don't want to get dressed. I don't want to drink water.
I miss my granny. I miss my protector. I miss her, love.