One year.
It's been
one year
without you
down here;
One year
full of
sadness and grieving
and tears.
One year of
questions, disbelief
and acceptance.
One year,
and I've learned
to count my blessings.
One year -
I pray that wherever
the afterlife takes us,
well I hope
that's where you are
and I hope
you're happy there,
because we
sure as hell miss you
Here.
One year.

which is perfect for what you did.
(what you are)
(what you always will be)
when you told me about sunflowers being your favorite
and I immediately wanted to buy all of them in the store for you –
then, and only then, I noticed how deep I was
in the storm you poured down on my world.
I was
(am)
drowning in your words,
(barbed and sarcastic)
your smile,
(mischievous)
your laugh
(oh, how it curved your face into a masterpiece).
I wanted to bottle it all up, keep it to myself;
a dragon with his hoard.
(not gold, but echoes of you)
I took all of you in,
and it nearly killed me.
(so sweetly)
but now, I know how to swim.
and you are the only sea
(storm)
I want to swim in.

but, it’s over now.
and you have moved on.
and the sea is drying up.
so, what to do now?
now
it’s
my
turn
to
rain.
(for you)

How does it feels like to be loved?
Is it as beautiful as you?
Tell me more about it please?
I want to know all of it.
Tell me more.