sometimes I wish broken hearts
could be seen with the naked eye,
like how you see flesh wounds and plaster.
Maybe if her pain was visible,
he could finally see that he is without excuse
for all the damage he caused her.

*v.g

Started my day, before son was off to school
coffee in hand, checking my feed,
see a top story days ago from you

I go to your page, to leave a kind hello
been some time, figured it overdue
finding posts, that tore me to my soul

You are gone, passed some 18 hours before
this has to be wrong, everyone is wrong
I can't scroll fast enough for the mistake

My eyes are watering, too much to read
the shock of it, many giving their condolences
trying to hold together, while son is still home

Not much older than me, A beautiful soul
can't grasp the reality, even if it's all there
my heart has broken another piece

I wish I had spoken to you sooner
to hear your voice and laughs again
to have a moment once more

I am still not sure, to feel as I do
having been through this many times
fears of being close, but cherishing all the times

All I can say, thinking of your spirit and heart
that for as much as I will miss you
as much as I don't understand why
that I have been blessed, in having the time with you.

Go now, onto the Lord
For your workings here are fulfilled
thank you to being an Angel
giving a glimpse of what Heaven will be.

Rest with God, Dearest Kristine <3
9/14/2015