I THINK OF YOU

Loss. It is inevitable. Feared by every heart.

A concept not part of reality, until it is
YOUR reality.
Leaving a heart unrecognizable.
It wounds the soul, never to heal, only to become less obvious to others.
The raw pain is UNENDING . . .
Cruelly, LIFE demands our acknowledgement of your absence, placing memories in my
path at every turn.
A scent. A song. A picture. A date on the calendar. All seemingly insignificant,
but a brutal attack on the soul of the grieving.
Bittersweet comfort comes when I dream . …Memories of you,
like glistening coins tossed into a shallow pool of wishes, brighten my eyes.
Pieces of you, floating all around me like the stars in the eternal night sky,
caress my senses .
Too many Emotions , haphazardly forced into existence, side by side , contradicting
every other feeling all at the same time,
bouncing and vibrating in my head. There is no volume button, no off button.
Uncontrollable and chaotic.
Like the world itself.
Loss. The effects of which can never truly be understood.
Surviving loss is me swimming in a constant river.
It is me , myself.
My entire being.
Changed forever.