I still think that this bruise inside of me, this endless ache beneath my ribs, will never cease to exist in some capacity. I know I am allowed to be deeply sad; that we are all allowed to be this deeply sad, still, after all these years. Even though it has gotten easier, there’s not a moment that goes by that I know you’re not up there smiling down. Because of that, I know it everything is okay. … More I Still Lose You, Every Day