kernel, reflections

though the fact that they were terrible did not mean that they were necessarily truthful

Month: February, 2017

Dear diary,

I woke up to a sky aligned with how i feel inside.
Cold and gloomy. I prefer it. It would have been more painful if it had been a sunny day.
He left the day I saw my first almond blossom of the season; a glimpse of hope is always in need.
We said goodbye on the last day of winter. I like to think that he will forever be in spring now, smiling down on his loved ones.

You will be missed,
& not forgotten.

February 17, 2017

i’ve never felt so proud
of making a man laugh
of making a dying man laugh.

i left him, trying to remember where i’ve put
my funeral blouse
for he is a dying man

& i’ve never felt so blessed
for all the memories i have

today, i made a dying man laugh.