I am doing okay
except
sometimes I still catch the sob in my throat
and hot tears pool in my eyes
making goosebumps raise on my skin when they fall down my face
and I remember
the night this summer
when I looked at you
looking at me
memorizing me
wondering how much of you
you left with me
and I wonder
didn't you leave it all?
Jamie, she was in my dream last night too. Actually she has been there quite often. Not sure what to make of it but to just take it as it comes, as we must do with our grief. Hugs.
ReplyDeleteHugs, Krist. <3
DeleteBeautiful poem, friend. Thinking of you in your grief.
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