Catharsis or a curve
I never thought such a day would come, when I'd have to grapple & rise, yet be on my own. After she left, I was bereft... starved as if of love & petrified of the unknown. You were my friend, my anchor, my sail. You were the reason I could go on again. Lost am I in this instant, I don't know how to handle this pain... It comes in spurts & Oh! does it hurt every now & then? It's like a cold knife cutting me plain. Gnawing at my insides, there's no respite, no calming refrain. In all moments of doubt I reached out to you... You were my rock, my mirror pushing & urging to reach for the stars, not settle for the mundane. Success for you was a journey, the destination never your claim. Fame was the smile you brought to another's face, as you cringed to cover your own heartache. I learnt from you to live in the present, I wish I'd had time to roll the dice away. Time you'd said is the greatest teac...