I had become quite adept
At handling my neat little heartbreaks
A box for this one, a label for that one
This one filed away
That one deleted forever
I thought I grieved
And it’s true I cried
But I never met grief such as this
That broke open my heart
Split me apart
Each shattered piece throbs with pain
Prayers are to no avail
I used to think like you: Life is so chaotic
Yes, my darling, but now that’s okay
Because death is so perfect and final.
wow. that made me cry.
Me, too, Harmony. xxx
Oh, Neeti,
I was thinking about you all day. And not only today.
I’m sorry.
All my words are too clumsy my friend – yours say everything M xxx
Perfectly put, Morvah.
So much love, Neeti… So much. <3
Neeti…. <3 xoxo
Thanks for saying so well what I was thinking, Morvah. Love you, Neeti <3