One glass is never enough. Scarcely enough. 🥂
Long gone, but still right here,.in the glass, in the taste, the heavy space you left behind.
Whether ghost, bones, ashes, or quiet memory, here is to you.
When everyone else stepped back and turned away, you stood right there beside me.
Beside many.
I hold unto that fierceness, unconditional way you loved your children, the deep relentless belief you held in the betterment of your people even when they didn't deserve it.
I carry it all with me.
I still see your eyes, your hair, your smile from years ago. Your words broken by gentle pauses. Words not always meant for me but I remember them. I hear them.
The good days, and the cruel, wasting way illness slowly made you slip away, it is all you. And I see it.
It remains, tangled forever in the fragile line between my madness and my sanity, between the present and what used to be memories and dreams.
I grieve the time we never had and the times we had yet will never experience again.
I grieve you.
I love you
I do
I will likely always love you.
Always grieve you.
The flower of the swamp 🪷
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Whether ghost, bones, ashes, or quiet memory, here is to you.
When everyone else stepped back and turned away, you stood right there beside me.
Beside many.
I hold unto that fierceness, unconditional way you loved your children, the deep relentless belief you held in the betterment of your people even when they didn't deserve it.
I carry it all with me.
I still see your eyes, your hair, your smile from years ago. Your words broken by gentle pauses. Words not always meant for me but I remember them. I hear them.
The good days, and the cruel, wasting way illness slowly made you slip away, it is all you. And I see it.
It remains, tangled forever in the fragile line between my madness and my sanity, between the present and what used to be memories and dreams.
I grieve the time we never had and the times we had yet will never experience again.
I grieve you.
I love you
I do
I will likely always love you.
Always grieve you.
The flower of the swamp 🪷
[media=https://youtu.be/hgWl6k9gFdk]
