Funerals and families
families that are strangers
disconnect everywhere
tears that wont stop flowing
the finality of death
the nothingness of it
not wanting to get used to living without him
not wanting him to become a distant memory
a vague recollection of a time gone by
not wanting to accept
hating how death forces acceptance on us by way of unrelenting
in the face of our defiance
more tears
the greatest loss of my life so far
the hardest most painful
the depression settling in and covering me gently like a blanket
the dreams that lay empty and meaningless
why I ever would have wanted them when I had you

Bee Houghton

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