Tuesday, March 8, 2011

A Letter to a dear friend

The first stage of grief
Holds me captive
I've cried buckets and buckets
But my tears keep falling
Just the thought of your name
brings it all down again

All the memories of you
are good ones
There are no bad ones to shove
to the side
to bring to the fore
to make my pain less

The pain will pass
that I know
But it's going to be
a slow drawn out process
till then
my tears, my longing,
the big hole gaping in my heart
will be my 24/7 companion

RIP Friend
We'll meet again in another life



LG

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