Sane

Death

There are no words for the grief
Only an empty, consuming ache.

The repeat-record skips again-
She's gone, she's gone, she's gone

My arms reach for one who is no longer there
Disappearing from my embrace like mist.

I scream too late
I fear she never heard me

I fear she moved on without knowing
How much I loved her.

How much I still do.

I fear she was afraid,
So close and yet so far from me.

I fear she felt alone,
Forgetting the words I have told her so many times

(and yet those times were never enough)

It's never enough,
Dear god, it's never enough.

I love you.

Goodbye.