At Least

At Least

The thing I hear most often.

At least you’re young.

At least you can find love again.

At least you didn’t have any children.

At least you have family for support.

At least you know where he is.


The words aren’t helpful, supportive, aren’t healing, aren’t kind.

There is not at least in death.

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