The finality is what's most jarring
To never again see your face, your smiling eyes and wide, man-boy grin
To never again hear warm words of genuine concern, of playful teasing
I mourn for the loss even as I feel conflicted that I'm somehow not entitled to my level of grief
I'm devastated
I think of you and tears flow freely that never came for lost family
My heart aches and my spirit feels so low
I mourn for your loved ones who'll never again behold you in this life
I mourn for your son who'll grow without your guidance
My mourning mirrors the fear I feel at my increased sense of mortality
We are no longer invincible
You were one of 'us' and you are gone and I am painfully numbed
I thank you for our teenaged love and our blossomed friendship and for the way you still made me blush and smile and feel happy and giddy and young
I love you still
Rest my old friend, you will live on forever.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
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