Soulmate

Eyes were his best feature

With mile long lashes

Eyes that looked into your soul

But never judged you.

Accepted the way you were and

Loved you with no strings attached.

The energy he brought

Taught me to live again

Through grief, heartbreak and loss

A reminder that bad times don’t last.

I need to remember that lesson

Since I don’t know how to

Wade through the grief and

Somehow end up on the other side.

My constant and loyal companion

Is now gone and I am here alone

Trying to pick up the pieces, but

Hardly able to keep it together.

The silence is too loud, the daily routines are over

How am I supposed to find a rhythm

To embrace life and its cocktail

of pain and joy?

Life without him is desolate and meaningless.

They say if you love more, you grieve more

I didn’t know I signed up for this when you came.

How do I let go and keep moving ?

I think you’ve taught me the answer.

Keep going no matter what.

I’m a bad student, I’m failing at the game

The heaviness is suffocating, but

I’ll promise I will try .

It’s the only way to honor you .

I will cherish and love you forever.

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My friend (whom I call Sis) Florence Acosta took a picture of Skipper I used in my post last week and made the portrait above. I am thankful for the many messages of condolences from my friends on Substack. I couldn’t do this alone. 🩵