I didn’t know how deep loss felt. It sits in your throat the moment you wake up. It has a taste. It is bitter and tastes like death.
I didn’t know loss makes sleep so difficult, and yet you never want to wake up again.
I didn’t know that loss is the best diet and can make you drop all the weight you ever dreamt you wanted to lose, and more.
I didn’t know loss takes away the joy of the wind, the beauty of the flowers, the magic of music, the luster of love.
I didn’t know that loss is a cousin to regret, a sister to guilt and married to the past
I didn’t know that loss would like to be your constant companion and take the place of hope and future
I’m trying to put loss in it’s place, behind me, but it’s a process and the only wisdom I can see is to let go, give up and accept it’s place in the story of my life.