everything reminds me of you.
as you aura fills my mind,
I am reminded by the bitter sting of loss.
I feel the hurt
deep in my guts
before it travels up my mind
to dominate my thoughts.
so I do not drown in misery
I force myself to reminisce on the little things that didn't matter then
like you showing up unannounced at my games and watching me play
you staying up all night at the common room
discussing plans to 'drop out college and launch ideas that will make us billionaires'.
these memories warm my heart
before reality of loss and pain
sets in again.
CZYTASZ
When leaves fall |Poetry
PoezjaWhat is grief if not love persisting. When leaves fall is A poetry book exploring the pain of loss, mystery of death and beauty of life.
