I stand with my hands gripping
The edge of the counter
Tears spilling to
The floor.
I can barely look at it
My birthday cake.
Here I am.
First birthday without her
And I stand alone.
No family came to celebrate
No family came to support me
During what is the most
Difficult day so far.
The aching for her
Is unbearable.
My heart cracks again
And sobs fall
From trembling lips.
No lit candles this year.
I am so sad
I am so angry
I am so lonely.
And another year begins.