Fare Goodly
I used to love you
I know that
Between the sudden fall and crash for you
, and the gradual numbing ,
I am not sure which is worse
Pain enjoyed or pain once removed
Remembered
Telling yourself, I told you so
What if you had died?
Would it be better? How is it different at all? No,
those with loved ones lost blame their loved ones all the same
Whether lost to the growth we call death
or the growth we call life
We each ask for safe return
Safety at any Risk
Mountains, Valleys, Rivers six that turn to Marsh
But no
Ours is not to be comfort, Ours is but to bleed and hurt
Ache or run
What is it? Revel? Embrace? Welcome? Value?
You gave of yourself, and my body treated it like a vaccination
I want that heart-rush, but you no longer give me fever
I tried so hard to sick myself
I wanted that our time should not go to waste — that it should mean something
I wanted our time to mean something
I checked the thesaurus. Time means lots of things
Time: Eternity. Time: Entropy. Time: Epoch. Time: Life. Time: Moment. Time: Out. Time: Money. Time: Space. Time: Fabric. Time: Moon. Time: End. Time: Beginning. Time: Term.
We have come to ours
What is the word? Appreciate? I do
Without our time, I would not be ready for life without our time, so
Bereave deeply and grieve the mourning!
Salt hurts, so does healing
The life, the show, goes on
I fill my cup elsewhere, because
I have to drink something
I will go on. I will
It hurts to think that I am leaving, that I was left, or you
But I, and you, go on
I still smell flowers, even though they die
And it is not because I do not care
