the leaves that are green

there are no rainbow bridges…

there are no pretty words…

he is dead…

he died 7 months ago…

he is gone from me and here is nothing that can change that…

nothing can soften the edge of frozen icy pain that cuts through me when my mind strays to the slightest thought of him.

there is no salve to sooth the savage melancholy that springs up like a hole in the bottom of a boat filling me with such inexplicable grief that i am forced to the floor under its weight…

he was the single most important person in my life and i am in this world, alone…

was i ranting? i’m sorry, i do that from time to time…