Since You Been Gone
I thought about you and I felt the breath catch in my lungs. Time has been good to me, almost too good – I sometimes feel guilty that I’m not impossibly sad that you’re not here anymore. I sometimes say your name just to hear it – it is bittersweet.
I think about your smile. I think about your laugh. I think about how you let me down. I think about how angry you could make me. I think about your ability to love in spite of. I think about those last minutes; how you were here and then you weren’t anymore.
Yeah, I know life ain’t fair but sometimes the cruelty of it all is almost too much to bear.
To try to make sense of it all would be foolish – I don’t have the answers or the strength to figure it all out. I’m guessing I never will.