When I would walk into your office
I would leave, almost thoughtless...
How I miss you... so very much.
I can not believe
How much it hurts me
I am still crying after seven months...
You; all I needed in my life
A mother figure, friend, healer all wrapped in one.
I was safe, open, comfortable...
I could be myself and that was more than enough.
I would cry, curse, make dark jokes
And it was never in your nature to judge...
We would come full circle by the end of each session
We had revelations about my life, the person I want to become...
You knew that I had a side of me that would make most people run...
You helped me heal when it killed me to deal
With all my pain and even things that I have done...
I fell to pieces on your couch
I told you secrets about
The things that broke me
Then you would patch me up.
You recognized me
Beneath my darkness
Nothing hurts more than losing someone does.
The background behind this poem is that I was blessed to have met the best therapist on the planet... she knew all of my trauma she was the best person in my life she made me strong. she was so funny and one day she told me that she had to go.... and then the last session we had I never saw or heard from her again... There is a part two. this piece was about what it was like having her, and part two will be about what it is like without her. I titled them MJ because her name was Jamie and I called her Miss Jamie. I will always love that woman.