You were in my Dreams
Last night, I woke up with a dream about you. I thought about you and the dream and what it meant. In the dream, you left me behind after being summoned by a woman. I don't know who the woman is or her role in this dream scene but I had a sense that you had to go, reluctantly.
It has not been easy coming to terms with your death even after the passing of time. I feel like I am just marching to this goal myself - the final destination. I don't know if I'll see you again and still feel a kinship when I cross this chasm between the living and the dead. I don't know if the end is in the physical dissolution of the body and the conscious mind. Or if somehow, the spirit once released from this earthly confines will be free from the constraints of time and space.
All I know is that you left behind a profound mark in my life --- one that I feel empty without your presence. How do I continue to live and yet die a million deaths trying to fill this empty space you left behind?
It has not been easy coming to terms with your death even after the passing of time. I feel like I am just marching to this goal myself - the final destination. I don't know if I'll see you again and still feel a kinship when I cross this chasm between the living and the dead. I don't know if the end is in the physical dissolution of the body and the conscious mind. Or if somehow, the spirit once released from this earthly confines will be free from the constraints of time and space.
All I know is that you left behind a profound mark in my life --- one that I feel empty without your presence. How do I continue to live and yet die a million deaths trying to fill this empty space you left behind?