I walk around this house with its half rebuilt body and battered soul, calling it my home.
Can't quite tell what it's hiding, If you don't look carefully.
but if you do you might feel resilience and fortitude coursing through its bones, entering through its broken magic door.
12 long years now since that act of divine madness, staged within these walls, changed Everything.
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You took your beautiful life, on an otherwise ordinary Saturday eve while the summer sun hung high above the moody waters of the lake and rays of light, I imagine, flickered through the basement window
I was on the phone with you.. not knowing till later, the immensity of what was created in that moment.
the one that blew me apart forever, the one that hurls me toward infinite still, like a dying star seeking a galaxy.
You stayed with me in silence until death gently choked you, then kissed your hands.
You stayed with me until in lifelessness you dropped the phone, privileging me with your last moment honouring me with your last breath.
How else do I try and relay this.. 12 Years after, this is my 2nd attempt at putting it into gravely insufficient words