gutting goodbye

November 13, 2012 Posted by gretchen

gutting goodbye

24 hour tears. Fall
To a fatal force. Invisible
Collapse. Will subtracting
A feeling; No longer familiar.
Once, a love learned, stolen
And all I do is search.
To touch what will never again.
Be held. Like I held him close.

I cried a lot at work today. I’ve been saying that I have allergies. I wish it could be something so basic. I actually think I might be allergic to life. I understand death is an inevitable conclusion to existence on this planet.

I still want Henry back.

I listened to this all day. Happy Diwali.



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