At times we are forgetful
and let go those who
most deserve to be held.

The Revenant Winces And Turns From The Light...

Lots of things are going on. Lots on my mind. Lots and lots of very difficult things. Loss upon loss upon loss. I've about run out of tears at this point, but somehow keep managing to find my reserves. I'm going to be back here more, but things will start slowly.

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How did we get here?
Where did you go,
my sweetest friend?
I can't find a grave
to cry over
or a tomb to hang
a wreath on.
I miss you, my Dear.
If we may never
meet again in this life,
let us both feel the lack.

A few of the words are borrowed, but this will have to do for now. I don't have enough strength to be poetic at this moment. I'll be around though...