sleep now

I will sleep troubled nights, I know that.
I will encounter moments of sadness and feelings of loss, and succumb to them more often.
I will remember, because everything else around me serve as reminders of the immediate past.
I will go through the stages of grief like anyone who has lost someone dear.
I knew this then, I know it now.

But knowing doesn't make it any easier. Because the love I feel is real.

How do you fake loving someone anyway?  No, simply put, you can't.