How painful is it to lose a loved one?

The pain of losing a loved one can't be described by an expression or a language. Since my father died two years ago, I always cry when I think of him, regardless of the occasion and time. On his second anniversary this year, I almost fainted from crying on his grave.

I thought that my father's death would not have a great impact on me, who has gradually learned to be strong, but I didn't expect that I have never come out of the shadow of losing him in the past two years. Sometimes when I go to my mother's house and hear the sound of a tricycle beeping outside the gate, I feel vaguely that it is my father coming back from the field, and I rush to the door with joy only to find that things have changed.

this kind of pain comes from an irreparable wound in the depths of the soul, and even time can't do anything about it.