Have you ever felt loss, that kind you believe you’d never heal from no matter how much you try because you know how deep the pain runs?
I’ve felt loss, the life of a loved one whisked away before my eyes and I sit in denial, refusing to believe, maybe I’m still in denial, maybe this is healing but there’s this feeling I get whenever a happy thought crosses my mind and I’m smiling in glee at it until I think of sharing the thought with someone else and I’m left with no one to tell, and it makes me close my eyes and pray so hard hoping she was right there in front of me and it was all a dream that she was gone, I keep going with the thought until I can’t tell if I’m happy anymore.
This might not make much sense now but it does to me, I’d have prayed you understood but then you’d have to go through pain to be there too. These are my sweet thoughts on a Sunday afternoon.
(ps. I attached a poem I wrote on it too)
