I hate that my first thought is of you as I wake up in the morning,

As I glance up, between the the things that have been done and need to be - a memory of you flashes by

and as the dusk settles the wistfulness biding its time makes itself known

I fall asleep finally and dream of you, of us, of how things could have been

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All of pain and suffering at the hands of others can be avoided if we understand that
We get the love we choose and not what we deserve

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From being the first person I would text
To not having your number in the contact list

From spending every weekend with you
To hoping to catch a serendipitous glimpse of you

From making happy memories with you
To be left with just those for keepsake

We have come a long way baby

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Without you am untethered

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When does the grieving end
I thought when I let you go
The pain will end
I forgot to see
The part of you within me
That continues to live
and every once in a while that aching pain comes alive again

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As I wade through the darkness of what was us
I wish I could freeze in time
That feeling of basking in sunshine
Of what we were for a fleeting moment

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They told me lilies are the flowers of the dead
Maybe that’s they are my favourite
As a testament to the many rebirths
I have experienced in this lifetime

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I am but a flower in vase without you by my side
There is a spark and beauty around me
But look closely and see the sheared stems
Which slowly bleed into nothingness

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Learning to love myself is the best gift you could have left me with

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Who loved you even on the days you felt unlovable ?
Hold that person close and never let go

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