Goodbye's were said when the relationship ended and death came trailing many many months after. The relationship had been broken for such a long time and the struggle had left a rift bigger than could have been repaired.
The pain of that person's absence is there but the pain that was created from that person was so prominent for so long that the goodbye is felt to not be desired if needed at all. The damage he had done was almost irreparable and has left me with a constant sense of hate toward what he had done.
The love will always be there because in terms of death and people, that stuff seems to surface under a different type of love. A love of remembrance. Is that how the grieving is done? The process of letting go....is remembering? Even now typing this I feel anger and resentment and loss and heart break.
Thinking forward and being grateful to not be subject to the games that were played is an amazing place to be in. But death is not nice to the heart and emotions of anyone involved. In the end, death comes for everyone and I have seen many ways that people are taken. This, may be top on my list of ways not to meet any maker.
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