Grieving

Most days I'm okay.

I walk and talk,

Smile and laugh.

I can eat and drink just fine.

Then I am reminded of you.

Of us.

What we used to have,

Promises we once made to each other,

And once again I feel the burn of your death.

Wishing I tried harder to lay down with you,

To crawl into your coffin and snuggle

With you for all eternity.

I visit your grave and show your headstone

Pictures of what your body now looks like.

I wonder if you can see me

Spread out next to you

And if you weep with regret.

Are you as sad as I am?

Because this loss is painful.