Melissa Moret

3/4/26 - Ready for bed. Dear God, The house visits are slowly stopping now. The questions of “how are you really doing?” have grown quieter. I can almost feel the unspoken thought in the room sometimes, that I should be doing a lot better by now. There are moments in the middle of normal conversations where I feel like I might fall apart, like the weight of everything might suddenly spill out. But I hold it in because I know people don’t always know what to do with that kind of pain. They...

You said you love poetry, so this one is for you. I used to write many poems; it’s something you never knew. Maybe because the lifetime we planned for fell through, and this is all I have left to give you. I hope you know it was always you, but God had other plans that I couldn’t undo. With you, time didn’t exist. Every memory was filled with a forever we never had to name. My heart learned a language only this love could explain. This is why letting you go still feels in vain. I learned so...

2/15/26 - At my favorite place - la casa. Dear God, I’m grateful that the depressive mood has lifted, but I’m realizing that what’s keeping me from feeling sad is that I’ve been avoiding the thoughts of my father. I can talk about him, but I avoid thinking about him not being here. I can’t even say a simple hello to him in my thoughts. I avoid the feeling of missing him because I don’t want to spiral. I’ve learned that avoidance has become a coping mechanism for me, but I know I can only...