It’s almost a year since you’ve been gone
and I often find myself thinking about you
Remembering the laughter in your eyes
even when everything was falling apart around you.
For so long that I can ever remember,
you always relished your precious freedom
you found the woman who was your equal
while our mother almost lost all reason
So I tried so hard to not be like you,
a man with too many lovers
But I only ended up playing the field,
though my heart was too slow to recover
the way yours always did,
the quick way that you moved on
it was a curse I had to bear,
still loving those so long gone
Sometimes I find myself thinking of your final days
hearing the last words you spoke to me then,
still the distance was too great between us
though I knew we’d never see each other again
So as this year goes slowly by,
the first year of really being without you
but it’s like you’ve been gone long before you were really gone –
Did it feel the same for you, too?
Morrighan's Muse 
I enjoy all types of poetry. I can read volumes in just few lines. This one is powerful. It drew deep emotions out and caused a bit of reflection. Now it’s hard to turn away from it. I’m drawn back to lines that say so much more to me as the reader than the arrangement of the words alone. Thank you!
She is your best friend.
Laughing. Crying. Together. Once.
Forever. Always.
For you, from me.
Love,
Deb
Words fail me. How about a hug instead. And. Thank you.
Thank you!
Thank you so much for your kind words! Sometimes poetry is the only way one can let their true feelings out, whether writing it or even reading it.
Yes. Absolutely. Apophasis is one that calls out layers of emotions, maybe all that can exist in one person. The beauty of it is in the safety of feeling those emotions without judgement. Thank you for giving this to us, your readers.