What grief is so far

So far it seems that grief is a lot of feeling dull and empty. My head is full of a lot of nothing. I can't think of things to say even when I try. Focus, elusive enough for me at the best of times, is at an all-time low. All I want to do is lay around in a heap, reading dumb stuff on the Internet I've read a hundred times before.

I still think it hasn't completely hit me. I miss her a lot. But it feels kind of like it does when somebody's been gone for a while, not when they've only just left and are never coming back. I wonder how the feeling will gape when I really grasp that this is forever. She's gone for always, and I will never have her again in this life.

I sure do miss her, though. When's she coming home again? Oh, right.