same but different

some people are harder to let go than others

some hands linger on the memory longer,

caressing past moments that gave life sense,

making feet dance on the kitchen floor

or wrap around another’s on Sundays spent in bed.

some wounds are harder to heal than others.

sadness sometimes feels more profound

when you lose someone

who’s still alive.

Death takes so much when it shows up

but so does love

when

it

leaves.

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1 thought on “same but different

  1. I agree dear A.P. Some people are never forgotten. Our mentors become part of us.

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