WHAT DO WE DO PIECES FROM OLIVIA

“I look up to heaven like I want to leave the earth.
What are the reasons for my stay?”

Immerse grief, there is no escape from the earth over it.
They say; “grief is the chisel and your soul is the sculpture, what was once important shatters into a thousand pieces.”

Surely, we will all experience grief in this lifetime, we will all be obliterated by loss. They say grief is the price we pay for loving and allowing ourselves to care deeply for the things in this world that are finite and momentary. Grief splits you into two at the end of the day.

I read somewhere that said; “There is a part of you that is truly taken to the limits of sadness when you have all of this love, all of these plans, these memories of someone who was so precious, so deeply valued, so important-and they’re gone.”

I have looked for your name in books. I buy things that resemble everything you ever cherished. I glance at people that have a shape of you. I look for any sign that tells me you are not gone and maybe somehow, we will meet as I cross the road.
This feeling within me, is all I have left of the compassion I have for you. It could have been a great gift to have had you forever.

They say I should give my heart a rest; that I carry too much grief. They give me pills-an antidote to my sorrow to keep me away from grieving over your departure but the truth is; I have every memory of you at heart. I remember those songs you loved to hum to throughout the day, how you liked your morning coffee hot and without milk, the cologne you loved so much to wear and how you so much kept your faith in the Almighty. Death cheated you.

Take me back to the time I used to believe in the concept of forever.
When you said you’d be there for me, always, I never thought it would be in the shape of memories, our forever was but a mere blink of an eye.

Maybe this ache in my heart is the feeling that I am growing stronger from your loss but, What Do I Do to stop this pain from growing day by day?

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