The sighs I have heaved for you today, love

This is a pain I would take from every person who has loved and lost an animal

If sighs were alive they’d wrap you tight and be something soothing

I want to do something

Something meaningful, but I don’t think I’m good enough to do anything

Someone else will do what I’m imagining I’m sure

The world doesn’t need me

I wish I could sing and have it all come clear

I wish anything I can do would be helpful

I am in a numb place where your pain means more to me than me so me is taking a break

Instead to just worry about you

I should trust you’re together right now and holding eachother in one piece

I’m sorry your home is going to feel foreign for a while

I’m sorry for all those moments you’ll think of her where there would have been a moment with her that is now gone

I’m sorry for each missed thing

Thinking of you suffering is unbearable

This trapped place I’m in where I can do nothing

And Time always

Give it time

I don’t expect you to be okay

But that you’re possibly not just pulls me

Don’t try to put on your face

Don’t feel like you have to perform your grief unless you want to

I hate that I now understand why your youness was suddenly so loud

Crazy fucking Universe with the signs and the poking and the pay attention

This is such a weird place

Making me watch this from afar

Cursing hummingbirds

If this is nothing more than a “let’s show this human how powerless they are” simulator

It’s really well put together

Maybe I will sing for her

Even if you never hear it

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