some holes cannot be filled
one of Life's few certainties
at some point
we must let go -
carry this emptiness always
with pleasure
for having had the opportunity -
never long enough -
to know
thank you.
pain explodes;
it was yesterday -
six years
eight months
25 days ago -
today
it resurfaces in vivid waves.
time expands
it contracts
there is so little control,
all that remains
is this ache
this hole.
and so is Life
Time will heal?
