Please
 
 
Please don't ask me if I’m over it yet.
I'll never be "over it".

Please don’t tell me he's in a better place.
He isn't here.

Please don't tell me to get on with my life.
I'm still here, you'll notice.

Please don't tell me that "God never makes mistakes."
You mean God did this on purpose?

Please don't tell me "at least you had him for eight weeks."
What year would you choose for your child to die?

Please don't tell me God never gives you more than you can bear.
Who decides how much another person can bear?

Please just say you are sorry.

Please just say you remember, if you do.

Please just let me talk, if I want to.

Please let me cry when I must.