I find myself walking in circles
From here to there
Forgetting what it was I went to find
Thinking to myself, “I’m fine”, “I just have to get used to this”
I go out with friends who just don’t know what to say
If I speak of you, they think I’m wallowing in some kind of depression
Or not moving on
They smile politely, maybe acknowledge my statements then move on
Does the whole world just move on?
I feel I want to just stand still for a while…
I know you are gone physically, but not gone from me
I still feel you all around; my tears come from ‘feeling’ you yet not being able to touch you
I know your body is gone
As much as I know you linger.
I put your slippers away, and packed all your clothes
I know you aren’t coming back and don’t need them anymore
I know you won’t wear your glasses;
But I don’t feel I need to give away every piece of you
Every thing that ever proved that you once shared this space with me
You and I were everything to each other!
For so long, we were a team, there was no separating us.
And now, because death has taken you away, no one can tell me when to move on.
I want to sit with your memory sometimes, it still comforts me.
I want to sit and eat breakfast with you across from me, it warms me inside.
At night, I want to curl up with the sweater that still smells of you and watch tv.
I don’t think anyone has the right to tell me that I still can’t have my tender moments with your memory.
I don’t think at my age I should be forced out of my comfortable habits to go out and “get a new life”
I’m perfectly happy with the one we had, and with the one I have left.
I’m not afraid of living alone.
I go out with my friends.
I laugh, I live, I love, I continue to have new adventures, meet new people, learn new things, and enjoy these new stages of my life with dignity and with purpose.
You were the one and only love of my life.
I could not ask for anymore and don’t want to share that part of myself with anyone else.
We were perfect together.
I love you.
I miss you.
And I know that when the time comes, we’ll be reunited.
I can travel the world, climb the highest mountains, ride the wildest trains, see the most beautiful sunsets, sail on the warmest and most tropical oceans, see the most beautiful ruins, and smell the freshest fruits in all the world….still I’d want to share it all with you.
I will always be happier because we have had all these years, but please, everyone, leave me in peace.
There is this one love in my life, and each and every day, we share our tender mornings.
Resources - A Place to Start
- Coping with Loss: Bereavement and Grief | Mental Health America
In our hearts, we all know that death is a part of life. In fact, death gives meaning to our existence because it reminds us how precious life is. Coping With Loss After the death of someone you love, you experience bereavement, which literally mean
- Grief Links
A web site of links for many kinds of grief.
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