She lies awake yet finds herself still sleeping; dreaming of moments where there lies no grieving.
Happiness is what she searches for, still unsure whether time will be her ally or enemy...
She wishes he could be there; that he would care like he once did in the beginning....but even joyful moments change and have their ending.
She fights with love
She fights with hope, or the lack thereof.
She fights with understanding, demanding
that one day things will be clear....and when that day arrives, she will come to know that it was I who was always here.