Grief is the sneakiest feeling there is!
It comes in unexpected ways.
A broken heart,
A regretful love,
And somehow, it comes in threes.
A forgotten date.
A familiar smile that I look at in the mirror
A supportive like that meant he remembered me,
A division, a divorce,
A question that lead to a vocation
That was not only in my dreams.
People that left imprints,
That left memories, stars, music.
Six years, three days, a few hours ago...
And tears, and pain, and hurt.
And waiting until the wave goes back to the sea,
Preparing for when it comes again.
Comments