Hi Ladybug
What a whirlwind of a holiday season. It is still so strange without you. I am feeling a lot of emotion right now—grief has a way of making time feel both fast and painfully slow. It seems you have been gone for a long time yet just yesterday when you shut your eyes next to me. Isn't it strange how this kind of encapsulates the duality of loss?
It feels like years since you slipped away,
Yet yesterday, your breath was near—
A whisper soft against my skin,
A heartbeat I could almost hear.
The seasons turned, the lights grew dim,
But shadows still recall your face.
I reach for you in empty rooms,
And find the silence in your place.
Time twists like a thread,
It stretches wide, then snaps instead.
I wander through the now and then,
A shadow chasing what has been.
If love could span this endless night,
I’d cross the stars to hold you tight.
But here I stand, with empty hands,
Learning the weight that grief commands
I love you,
Brian
