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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