It's a small, peaceful cemetery....
I visit often...
Just to feel connected...
She's not there...
But I don't know where else to find her...
Sometimes I talk...
Sometimes I cry...
Sometimes I curse...
Sometimes I scream...
But I always leave...
That's when I feel ashamed...as I leave...
I get to go...
To live...
To try and carry on...
She doesn't...
How did this happen?
How did I let this happen?
Why couldn't I stop it?
I promised to always be there for her...
But eventually I have to leave...
I am loving reading your blog, I like seeing the similarities in how we feel. I am so sorry for your loss, and I know how painful it is. I hope your writing, like mine, is a good means of coping for you.
ReplyDeleteThank you Allison. It means a lot to hear feedback...I feel very exposed at times by writing this blog...but it is truly helping me...
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