A Piece Of My Heart In Heaven
When i came home i found grief instead of you.
I found pain, anger, and confusion.
But not the anger everyone is familiar with.
No.
I found the anger that felt as if it was constantly burning within me,
not wanting to let me go.
The bracelets on the kitchen side,
and the people huddled in the living room, waiting expectantly for me, my anger and confusion
to arrive like the wirlwind of emotions that they were.
Desperately wanting to tell me the news, yet somehow , deep down,
i already knew what those next few words would be.
The constant " i'm sorry's " and " i wish i could make things better for you ".
Yet each time the rage, the anger and the confusion kept growing and growing and growing until, the wirlwind of emotions turned.
Almost as if they were a river waiting to burst it's banks.
But one day, i realised that these waves of emotions were the only thing connecting me and you.
and so from now on, a piece of my heart is in heaven.
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