My sister dying changed me
But it wasn’t a good change
It made me even less likely to trust
It isolated me further
It made me look so far forward
How I wanted those memories
And then made me want to never see those days without her
I am softer
Bursting into tears because a customer’s husband died was a first
It’s so hard to believe that I could be softer
You’d think things would harden me
Here I am
Worse for wear again
I feel like more of a burden now than ever
I wish I didn’t feel so alone
I don’t even expect anyone to come
Just make me not feel alone
Without her I have to sit through Christmas with my other sister
Who hates me
And everything I say
But I can’t not go, because I have to be there for my mum
I have to do that for her, now, more than ever
And now there’s no chance of going to the beach together
If I wasn’t here I wouldn’t have seen this hawk
He’d be telling me I’m being stupid
Get back up like always
It’s beautiful
I’d like to say that if you were alive I’d tell you but I didn’t talk to you much
None of my siblings are very communicative
They’re crying from up there
I wonder what they’re saying
I wish I could understand all things
Maybe they’re young
It would be nice if in understanding all things, things could all understand me too though
Chronically misunderstood
I miss you Mel
I don’t know what I was supposed to take from your loss
Besides loss
I wish I never had to say goodbye to anyone to anything other than old age
I lost so much when you died
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