Across the ocean, you,
there without drowning
and I don’t know how
that happened, because
I grieve and take on water
in sputter-gulps and gasps,
dog paddle-fighting every wave.
But this your journey you have chosen
alone and must…choose alone.
I regret so deeply that you also choose
to live this life alone as well.
But I have choices too
and I choose Spring
even though my favorite
season is Fall.
I will always be right here
to offer you swimming lessons,
yes, always and forever…
but I will not drown with you
because how could I see Spring
return to claim her crown?
So instead I sit and watch waves
in this unexpected storm, this fat
cloudburst of grief unplanned
and out of budget.
I grieve the living when the living lie
in tattered shadows of what could be.
I wish it were different, but nonetheless,
I am okay, in spite of all these griefs
unplanned.
“and I choose Spring
even though my favorite
season is Fall.”
Yes.
Was each one for each of them??
Yes
Obviously I am so far behind. I just wanted to tell you how much these touched me. I am dealing with some of my own unplanned grief and I’m guessing there was a reason I didn’t see these until now. All four are so—— They just bring me to tears. Especially this last one.
Yes, Sissa… The last one, and then I cried an ocean
I don’t doubt it for a second.