Lucky

I’m lucky to have been loved by you
I say staring at the sky
because where else would you be

When grief looks like gratitude

I’m lucky to have experienced a love like ours
in a world full of uncertainty

When grief looks like gratitude

I keep our gifts close to my heart
close as a reminder to my soul
that love like this exists

When grief looks like the deepest gratitude to have known a love like that

Because I was the lucky one

…love letters I write to maman, khaleh Farkhondeh, and Mahin jun.