My reason is I can’t continue suffering. They’ve moved on. Why can’t I?
It’s been over a year. Imprinted in time, your ashes kept alive. Your body is placed to rest, your loved ones living a lie. I kept busy, kept myself in denial so that I could live in comfort and peace
Then reality struck me like a brick wall and I fell down, weeping for my loss.
I replaced grieving with regret. Committed acts I never imagined let set
Months progressed, I have repaired, Repressed the memory to forget - Only to have it come back around with a stronger hit.
I want you to know I have always cared about you. I…I wish I could have been a better person, but I pulled away, and you left the world without warning.
To this present day, more than a year since I laid my eyes on the body resting in calm repose, my heart continues to ache immensely.
I assure myself I must go on. I need to let go. Just promise me you’ll remember me.
Your passing has me living under a dark cloud; please forgive me if I forget you right now.
Written about my sister who passed away March 5th, 2012.